Scooby doo ft. oWito Lyrics

Me so out of this

Ayy, tell them niggas stop trying me

I'll send them to their maker

On God, send it to the founder

Let's go

It's that

Nigga, nigga, bloody shit, nigga

Let's go

Don't cut this song unless you're Spinn, yeah

Out of this

Let's go

Walk a nigga down

All black, Air Force One, yeah

Yeah, leave that nigga's thang

Smelling like a front, yeah

Let that boy ride on the ground

To feed that boy a bun, yeah

Got that boy mama crying

Tell her she chopping onions

Say he want the beef

Well, B-Weedo chopping wagoon

Say he like the pain

Well, the bullets give you a tattoo

Felling up with these bitches

Cause they be having fat goons

Got my noodle dripping wet

That hoe that got that ragoon

Bitch, I need the gas right now

Lil' nigga, you gon' tattoo

Told him I'm in big at you

B-Weedo ain't gon' pass you

Don't hit me, gon' get at you

Chalk it wet like Pikachu

You know you're great, no 42

Bitch, I'm in the back of the van

I'm fit to like Scooby-Doo

She asked me how much syrup

Am I really drinking every day

Bro, go two for two for all

He miss , boy, it's your lucky day

I'm selling crystal to the junkie

They just might snort it to they face

I told her, please don't touch my woods

And she ain't gon' roll more than an eight

These Atlanta hoes be so grimy

They might set you free, okay

If I put 10 on your head

Your ass might never get away

I should go cop me some Cartys

Before I cash out on the Wraith

Speedin' fast, I'm on that E-Way

I done took them on the chase

Jakes and narcs, they stay the same with me

You might just catch a case

Up that lead, ain't bring no pen with me

He might just get erased

Bro has said he made some enemies

So I gotta pray to K

Ain't no friends, they all my enemy

I get them out my way

Bro, he mad because he envy me

He hatin' every day

I'm stacking paper for all my enemies

Ain't worried about the hate

I'm stacking paper for all my enemies

Ain't worried about the hate