Scales ft. Gwallo Lyrics

I been punching all summer

God damn I think my fingers broke

Bitch must be dumb if she think that I need a hoe

Made his baby momma eat the dick she a Seman goat

You can have her pussy back lemme keep her throat

Bitch starin at my chain like she seen a ghost

I just poured up a 8

But I need some more

Everywhere I go bring a K even Jesus know

750 on my feet these ain't yeezys tho

She could put it all on her people won't believe da hoe

If the convo not bout money what we speaking for

Hopping out the wraith to the straight finna act a fool

Nigga caught some shoots to his face he was act cool

Knew he was gone be a rat the way he used to act in school

Buss down my Rollie filled it up with some rabbit food

Pro tools in the bag a show you what a Mac a do

Right here on my feet are Shanell shoes

Oops I mean Chanel

Before I make a purchase gotta put on the scale

So many hoes on me gotta couple I can sale

Get her pussy wet like I was working at the Dells

Play with my cheese you get chopped with these shells

They gone find yo body somewhere swimming the whales

Make her bust a script then ask her cash app or zelle

Do what I want and it's fuck how you feel

Do what I want and it's

775 she reside

Made me feel alive

Rollie with the ice

Rollin dice

Only on the raised

She ask for advice

From the guy

Diamonds flashing lights

Laughed and said she finna spend a night called that bitch a lie

Ballin on these niggas got these niggas on the bench

This just how I act I hope you didn't take offense

Walkin round the school my pockets fillin up with lent

Us to sleep up in the basement making bangers ever since

Told you once before I don't fuck with you goofball

If you want the smoke, pullin up with the roof off

Trynna shake my I'm confused nigga who y'all

Tried to test my luck touched down and made a view call

Tell em pipe down for I have to bring the files up

This happen once before I made that nigga hang his towel up

These numbers on gram gotta Niggas sittin talkin loud huh

I let em do that talkin ain't the same while at his house huh

Before I make a purchase gotta put it on the scale

I get paranoid it's psychedelics I inhale

I done seen the bottom after that could never fail

Went to break a back she called me said I broke ha nail

6% my tint like the acceptance rate for Yale

I don't chase the bag it chases me I left a trail

You ain't got no bread peep all these niggas tellin tales

I do what I want can give a fuck bout how you feel