SCY Jimm - Gang Shit lyrics
[SCY Jimm - Gang Shit lyrics]
(RJBaNKS on the beat)
I'm a ugly-ass, sack chasin'
Gettin' muh'fucka
Ayy, I was trained to trap
Shit up off the muscle, ayy
Sticks so big, you can fit 'em in a casket
(Glaow)
Bitch, bitch, mm, run up, nigga (yeah)
Nigga run up wrong, then I'ma bust 'em
That's his ass now
(yeah) , 'cause I'ma bust 'em
Fuck nigga (Ayy)
I ran it up
Now all my jeans look like a book in 'em
I can tell jit ready to ride
He got that look in him
Glock with a switch, I hit 'em
They gon' think I'm whippin' 'em
(Ayy, glaow, bitch, grraow) huff and puff
Blow a nigga down since he got a woof in him
(Glaow, baow, hmm, yeah)
I'm screamin' gang shit (Gang, bitch)
Crashin' like a car wreck since
He wanna lane switch, hmm (Ayy, skrrt, yeah)
Talkin' out his neck, that shit'll
Get his brain split, yeah
12 just let me out, you know
I'm on that same shit, nigga, yeah
I'm a ugly-ass, gettin' money
Hustlin' muh'fucka (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
Any nigga ain't look out when I was broke
Muh'fuck 'em (yeah, ayy, fuck nigga)
Lil' nigga, yeah
But I got this shit up off the muscle
You been outchea for the
Longest, still broke, you a sucker
I'm a cash cow
(Ayy) , I was broke a while ago
But I got cash now (Ayy, big racks)
I'm smokin' gas, hit this shit
And you might pass out (Ayy, big gas)
He gon' keep dissin' 'til lil' bruh
'nem take his ass out, yeah
(Grrlaow, glaow, baow)
That's his ass now (Huh?)
I was on my dick, six months later
I can cop a brick
Fuckin' with this bitch, three days later
Talkin' 'bout a jit
Never been a bitch, win, lose, or draw
Swear we can hit
They think I'm bringin' back, 'K got kick
Yeah (Glaow, glaow, bitch)
I ran it up
Now all my jeans look like a book in 'em
I can tell jit ready to ride
He got that look in him
Glock with a switch, I hit 'em
They gon' think I'm whippin' 'em
(Ayy, glaow, bitch, grraow) huff and puff
Blow a nigga down since he got a woof in him
(Glaow, baow, hmm, yeah)
I'm screamin' gang shit (Gang, bitch)
Crashin' like a car wreck since
He wanna lane switch, hmm (Ayy, skrrt, yeah)
Talkin' out his neck, that shit'll
Get his brain split, yeah
12 just let me out, you know
I'm on that same shit, nigga, yeah
I'm a ugly-ass, sack chasin'
Gettin' muh'fucka
Ayy, I was trained to trap
Shit up off the muscle, ayy
Sticks so big, you can fit 'em in a casket
(Glaow)
Bitch, bitch, mm, run up, nigga (yeah)
Nigga run up wrong, then I'ma bust 'em
That's his ass now
(yeah) , 'cause I'ma bust 'em
Fuck nigga (Ayy)
I ran it up
Now all my jeans look like a book in 'em
I can tell jit ready to ride
He got that look in him
Glock with a switch, I hit 'em
They gon' think I'm whippin' 'em
(Ayy, glaow, bitch, grraow) huff and puff
Blow a nigga down since he got a woof in him
(Glaow, baow, hmm, yeah)
I'm screamin' gang shit (Gang, bitch)
Crashin' like a car wreck since
He wanna lane switch, hmm (Ayy, skrrt, yeah)
Talkin' out his neck, that shit'll
Get his brain split, yeah
12 just let me out, you know
I'm on that same shit, nigga, yeah
I'm a ugly-ass, gettin' money
Hustlin' muh'fucka (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
Any nigga ain't look out when I was broke
Muh'fuck 'em (yeah, ayy, fuck nigga)
Lil' nigga, yeah
But I got this shit up off the muscle
You been outchea for the
Longest, still broke, you a sucker
I'm a cash cow
(Ayy) , I was broke a while ago
But I got cash now (Ayy, big racks)
I'm smokin' gas, hit this shit
And you might pass out (Ayy, big gas)
He gon' keep dissin' 'til lil' bruh
'nem take his ass out, yeah
(Grrlaow, glaow, baow)
That's his ass now (Huh?)
I was on my dick, six months later
I can cop a brick
Fuckin' with this bitch, three days later
Talkin' 'bout a jit
Never been a bitch, win, lose, or draw
Swear we can hit
They think I'm bringin' back, 'K got kick
Yeah (Glaow, glaow, bitch)
I ran it up
Now all my jeans look like a book in 'em
I can tell jit ready to ride
He got that look in him
Glock with a switch, I hit 'em
They gon' think I'm whippin' 'em
(Ayy, glaow, bitch, grraow) huff and puff
Blow a nigga down since he got a woof in him
(Glaow, baow, hmm, yeah)
I'm screamin' gang shit (Gang, bitch)
Crashin' like a car wreck since
He wanna lane switch, hmm (Ayy, skrrt, yeah)
Talkin' out his neck, that shit'll
Get his brain split, yeah
12 just let me out, you know
I'm on that same shit, nigga, yeah