insane

Y'all, uh, it's Scooty, uh, uh, uh, let's go, uh, uh

Ridin' around with a pound in the seat, A.R.P. huntin' around with the heat

And you a bitch wanna fuck when we meet, And I'm rich as fuck and me

Pump the streets with Vicodin, If that's your man then die by them

Nigga tryna make a diss, wasn't seen again, And your bitch was my dick, she been feedin' him

Flirt, patch, flirt, then a crosshatch him, You can't even find the fashion I'm in

Throwin' O's over a Michelin man, My bitch feel me good so I got no stress

We aim for the head, you don't need no vest, I can feel the combo of pills right in his chest

Boy, you'll be a pawn if you's playin' chess, Been way moved on, not worried about a head

She take a couple pills, mix magic with sex, All this sacrifice, secret success