SCY Jimm - Taste It lyrics

(Ooh, we leavin' no clue
Please for my man Taz)

Ayy, that money comin', I can taste it, nigga
(Ayy) them young niggas havin' motion
You gotta face it, nigga
(Ayy, you gotta face it)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, I
Remember rockin' ASICS, nigga
(Ayy, ayy, on gang)
I'm outchea still trappin' (Ayy) , bitch
I need my bracelet bigger (Hoo)
I heard he still rappin'
(Ayy) , brodie go and face
The nigga (Glaow, glaow, glaow)

He gon' stop dissin' (Hoo)
Red beam on the ARP
(Hoo) , I am not missin' (Gang)
He want smoke, pull up to his street
(Glaow) , I am not dissin' (Hoo, skrrt)
High as fuck, I be on codeine
I can't stop pissin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm a yes man, I can't say no to the drugs
I love to get that shit off
I can't say no to the plug
Glock out while I'm performing
How he get that in the club? (How thе fuck?)
These days, you eithеr scammin'
Slangin' dope or pushin' bud
Ayy, my name ain't even Jrue
I ain't get shit a lot of holidays
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
My mama know I'm trappin', nigga
Fuck a couple dollar raise (Fuck it)
Sometimes, I feel like rap
I'm goin' back to my robbin' ways
I can get a nigga whacked
Couple racks is all it take
Bro nem outchea shootin' shit
Got the block hot today
In-person, these niggas pussy, on the net
They got a lot to say
Know these niggas police
That's why I be stayin' out the way
These ain't headphones
Chopper make a beat like Dr dre

Ayy, that money comin', I can taste it, nigga
(Glaow, baow)
Them young niggas havin' motion
You gotta face it, nigga
(On God) i'm rockin' Balenci's, I
Remember rockin' ASICS, nigga (Ayy, ayy)
I'm outchea still trappin', bitch
I need my bracelet bigger (On gang)
I heard he still rappin'
Brodie go and face the nigga (Glaow)

These niggas 12, Aaron Rodgers (What?)
How the fuck I keep dodgin' bullets
I ain't in no Charger? (How the fuck?)
These niggas fake, they imposters (On gang)
T2T, the biggest
Real street niggas on my roster (Whoo, ayy)
I was searchin' for love and
Then I found a Glock (Then I found a Glock)
I was lookin' for drank
But ran into some Wock' (Into some, ayy)
They think I'm with the Migos
Got the streets on lock
(Got the streets on fuckin' lock)
You need that shh, you know I got it
Eighty-five a pop (On gang) , ayy
I ain't never been a rat
Don't condone me in that shit
Free my niggas in that cell
Know it get lonely in that bitch
Got a nigga bitch drippin', put her on me
And that's it
Ask the city 'bout lil' Jimm, boy
I was known to take that risk
Take a nigga bitch and slut her out
(Ayy, ayy) , I won't never love a thot
Shawty call me disrespect every time
I cuss her out let a nigga run up wrong
Show you what this cutta 'bout
(Whoo, glaow, ayy) 12 pulled up to the trap
I'm way at the other spot

Ayy, that money comin', I can taste it, nigga
(On gang) them young niggas havin' motion
You gotta face it, nigga
(Gotta face it) i'm rockin' Balenci's, I
Remember rockin' ASICS, nigga
(On gang) i'm outchea still trappin', bitch
I need my bracelet bigger (Hoo)
I heard he still rappin'
Brodie go and face the nigga (Glaow)