Scottie Barnes Lyrics

Four and a baby

Ain't no three eighty's in my neighborhood

Throwing them bullets just like I'm Brady and my paper good Pull up with choppers just like the navy

Niggas know we would

Stand over niggas untill we're understood

We the type to get the business clear

Even on a rainy day

You ain't got no business here Denzel training day

Nothing but some sinners here Who going to hell anyway

Ain't supposed to smoke in jail We inhale anyway

Oklahoma get it sooner but you finna pay

You gone think I'm from when the semi spray Police ask you about a rumor what you finna say

You think you got some big kahunas

But you finna Tray

Aye keep a Drake by the back door

Its snakes in my Degrassi

If you ask me I don't act though I'm flashy with the cash

You might catch me with a bad hoe

You rapping because it's catchy I'm rapping just to stack dough Out of mind out of sight

But I'm back on it

Every rhyme that I write

It got crack on it

Put the dope under the light

It look like plaque on it

If you see me on a flight

Its a pack on it

What you know about a sack with a track on it

What you know about a Mac with a attach on it

If you tryna keep dat bitch

Put a latch on it that lock spit With a switch on the back don't it

Niggas switching up

Them niggas clicking up

He dropped one hundred rounds

That was quick as fuck

He got one hundred pounds

We gone pick em up

We catch em out of bounds

We gone zip em up

How you gone be a killer and a rapper too

How you performing after niggas

Niggas after you

You got the right to bare arms But you a kappa too

Balling like I'm Scottie Barnes Ima raptor too