Letra de ​pete rose - Scrim

You did good, Slick

(It's a smash)

Ooh-oh

Jump out that

Turn me up

Jump out that

Let's go, let's go, let's go

Jump out that

Jump out that

Jump out that, jump out that, jump out that

Jump out that

Jump out that

Jump out that, jump out that, jump out that

Jump out that motherfucking coupe

I turn they whole hood to a graveyard

Yeah, the way I that I'm painting these pictures

This shit gon' be studied like cave art

Yeah, Young Wetto the motherfucking demon

I'm in the church with a chainsaw

Yeah, my bitch, she sick

She like me to fuck her

With all of my chains on

Yeah, my motherfucking brain gone

My motherfucking name on

Yeah, been changing the game

I'm fueled up on pain

I'll take any lane over

Ain't a breathe that I've drawn sober

Smoking opps, they got strong odor

Ain't no cap, boy, I'm all lower

Grey the gang and we all over

Yeah, skrrt off on them motherfucking cops

Free out my boys out the chain gang

Yeah, busting a strip out the box

Eight milligrams to maintain

Yeah, float on the track like Usain

Looking for me like a new vein

Whipping that rolls on Tulane

Half a milli for a new chain

Yeah, ice on my neck like oh, woah

Yeah, cum on her breast like oh, woah

Pouring that Wock', I need four more

Step on my block that's no go

Scarecrow creepin' that road slow

Tryna go to heaven that road closed

Bitch, I got drugs I don't need hoes

Four-thousand hits like Pete Rose

Booping that bitch like she Betty

I put my kids on her belly

I'm in the Chi' like I'm Vellyy

No there ain't shit you can't tell me no

Them secrets with me they'll get buried

Sipping it 'til I'm unhealthy

Popping on Percs 'til I'm out of this Earth

Cuts on these diamonds like they need a nurse

I got so high that you cannot observe

TRX screaming like I'm on it's nerves

I'm too on fire

I can't help but to burn

Pull out that chopper

I bet he gon' learn

He see me coming

I bet he gon' turn

She know I'm pimping

When she see the perm

Came out the motherfucking trenches

Eating them hot dogs with red beans

EasyMoneySniper

The way I be shooting that red beam

Piss, it be dirty as fuck

But all my motherfucking meds clean

Every time I dream of murder

I get a motherfucking wet dream

Jump out that bitch I might slump 'em

Ali, I rumble the jungle

Every day a triple double

Got bored with rap so I mumble

Up at Granny's eating gumbo

If he 'bout it would have done so

Whole crib like a gun show

Quit talking 'bout it, just jump ho

Jump out that

Jump out that

Jump out that, jump out that, jump out that

Jump out that

Jump out that

Jump out that, jump out that, jump out that

Jump out that motherfucking coupe

I turn they whole hood to a graveyard

Yeah, the way I that I'm painting these pictures

This shit gon' be studied like cave art

Yeah, Young Wetto the motherfucking demon

I'm in the church with a chainsaw

Yeah, my bitch, she sick

She like me to fuck her

With all of my chains on

Yeah, my motherfucking brain gone

My motherfucking name on

Yeah, been changing the game

I'm fueled up on pain

I'll take any lane over

Ain't a breathe that I've drawn sober

Smoking opps, they got strong odor

Ain't no cap, boy, I'm all lower

Grey the gang and we all over

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