Big Scarr - Detail lyrics

Woah, Frozone woah

Yeah, I hit your bitch at the hotel
(At the hotel)
It's giving wings with the Rotel (Rotel)
Spot got hit, now we trappin’ out the motel
(Out the motel)
Big body, Maybach V12 driving like a Chevy
(Woah, woah, I just need my space)
Every quarter make a fish tale (Skrrt)
And I got 'bows, what's a fish scale? Hit
A nigga up, now they hollerin’ out
"Get well" (Oh well)
I'ma let it slide, he don't see
Well, spraying in your car
That's a Double R detail
(Get 'em up out of here)
And we got 'bows on retail, yeah
They way chеaper if you tryna
Get a whole salе (Get 'em up out of here)
This chain on my neck like a
Wishing well, cappin' in your rap
Nigga livin’ in the fairytale (Cap)
Mink fur on me, yeah, it came from
A polar bear, jackin’ all trades
I ain't playin’ fair (No)
Rich-ass nigga long way from the Wayfair
Now I hit the mall buyin' Moncler (Dope)
Take somethin', nigga, I dare you
To these rap niggas I cannot compare
(Uh, uh) we done sold heroine right, nigga
We strapped (yeah)
Nigga want smoke, you want war with the clan
(yeah) drip, water my neck like a faucet
(Drip, splash)
High-speed the narcs with the Glock
I ain't tossin’ (Brrt)
Dripped in high fashion
You know this shit cost me (yeah)
Really 'bout action
These niggas just talkin'
(These niggas just talkin', huh
Bitch-ass nigga)
Get off of my blunt, the boy
He got me coughin'
(The boy got me coughin')
Ask your homeboy how it feel in a coffin
(How it feel in a coffin)
Pussy fired gang, leave his ass to the cross
(Leave his ass to the cross)
That money good, but them bags gettin' off
(yeah, yeah)
These niggas rats, tryna pay this shit off
I got out the way, turned myself to a boss
(yeah) , now I get on the beat and
Get paid just to walk (Just to walk)
I can't reply to the rumors, they false (No)
If a opp die, they gon' say it's my fault
(What?)
I creep, but I brag on the shit that I bought
(Uh, uh) i'm taxin', yeah, bitch
I need ten just to talk (yeah)
Nigga talk down on my name for the clout
I make it look easy, I'm the reason they rap
(I'm the reason they rap)
Keep posted at the trap, get it in
Get it out (Get it in, get it out)
Street 'fore the industry, I can't adapt
(I can't adapt) these rap niggas lame, no
I can't give 'em dap (yeah)
My lil' bitch, she gangster
My Glock in her passion
(My Glock in her passion)
Said I would dose with them Percs, I relapsed
(I relapsed)
Get high off my mind 'til my body collapse
(My body collapse) don't shoot out no car
We pull up and hop out (Hop out)
Classy and nasty, I slipped the ho out
(Slipped the ho out)
Read to the plug, he told me
"No more droughts" (No more droughts)
If I'm on the stage
Then the Glock on my car
(The Glock on my car)
If I'm in her DM, my dick in her mouth
(Dick in her mouth)
I hit a opp BM, now he want some clout
(Now he want some clout)
Reach by the AM, might put that ho out
(Put that ho out) you reach for this chain
We gon' shoot up the crowd
(We gon' shoot up the crowd)
Speak on a wax
You get whacked just for runnin' your mouth
(Woah, woah) , boy
Don't get whacked 'bout no petty shit
(Woah)
Don't think 'cause I rap I won't get
With this shit and bah baow
Might do a drill in my jewelry
Dracos and carbons
Got choppers on choppers on choppers and
My handgun got a coolin' kit
Niggas still solid, but don't know what to
Do with it, I got a point
But I ain't provin' it
(I ain't provin' it, nah)

Gang (No, yeah, no) let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go) been done time
Big Grim Reaper Gang, snatch your soul
Can't get your soul back let's go