Boot up, boot up, boot up, wait!
Well, you better say 'mom', dude
It's kinda not polite to say she like that, especially about your mother
I guess not, she wouldn't let me
Practice, practice
Who's she? Mom of course
Ay, Scar
Set it, yeah
I got this value, so set it, yeah
Kill instrumentals on paper, yeah
Never ever lost a battle, yeah
Living so lavish, insane, uh
Keep it inside in my brain
Yes, there's so numbers on paper, uh
Count that, lil' pussy, I'm a maker, uh
Mixing the drip with the acres, uh
House is so far from the neighbors, ay
Now I'm known, one of the greatest, uh
Forty keep stacking the paper
Sippin' on gin, I don't chase it, uh
If that shit's nice then I'm tasting, yeah
Drowning in my bottles, I'm wasting, uh
You might see Scar in the latest, yah
Leave me alone, get you out my head
I said leave me alone, get you out my head
I can't, leave me alone, get you out my life
Ah, leave me alone, get you out my life, ay
I took a look at the top, yeah
I saw myself in that spot, yeah
These niggas thought that they lost, ay
Maybe they know that ain't wrong, ay
Focus on shooting my shot, yeah
Working all day, it's no sleep, ay
Taking off heads from East, ay
Yeah, I sold it to wrist
Sip gin, pass out
You know I sip gin, pass out
Ay, sip gin, pass out
Ay, ay, ayy
Sip gin, pass out
Sip gin, pass out
Sip gin, pass out
Sip gin, pass out
Ay, sip gin, pass out
You know I sip gin, pass out
Ay, sip gin, pass out
You know I sip gin, pass out
Sip gin, pass out
Sip gin, pass out
Sip gin, pass out
Sip gin, pass out
Ahahahaha
Boy, was he scared!
You can trust my discretion
Mhmhahaha
It won't be so funny if he calls the cops
It won't?
