Scar

No time for discussion you know I be thuggin'
 I'm buggin' I'm leaving like three in 'em
 If it's up then it's stuck, ain't no time for the bluffin'
 These hollows do damage, ain't seeing them
 Bitch we playing for keeps, it gets cold in these streets
 I be playing the block till like three AM
 I be scoping and spinning the block but I pressure like Kobe
 Quick up to misleading them
 No talking I walk in, I'm buggin' and sparkin', I shook up the room when I look
 Fuck it, I'm lurking I'm bending yo block and I'm making it boom when I slide through
 Spot em like Waldo I'm buggin' and wallin' and sliding for mines, I'ma find you
 Ain't nervous, I'm itchy I'm upping the blick
 Catch you outside you'll die too like
 I'm outside and I tote me a blick
 Like moving too funny I'm clicking the tip
 If it's up then I'm letting it rip
 Can't be talking the violence this blick holds a dick
 When I empty I reload the clip and I talk no assistance
 I'm pleading the Fifth
 Tell them niggas I'm outside wit' it
 If it's up then it's stuck then I'm down wit' it
 Yea I'm back on my shit
 Talkin' that wok then I'll body yo bitch
 Shooting my shot and my shit never miss
 Dick in that W.A.P., now she reminisce
 Like uh, yeah
 You know the vibes
 Goonin' and wallin' we mobbin' outside
 Uh, yea, you know the vibes
 When I'm outside gang finna slide like do sum'n
 Tote dat blick better shoot sum'n
 I'm too turnt better boom sum'n, move sum'n
 I'm not tough I'm gruesome like
 I don't throw hands I blick em, fix 'em
 You and ya mans are victims, hit 'em
 Y'all be out lying like fiction, listen
 I hate fake shit, get 'em and hit 'em
 Pull up, slide
 Now what was you fuck niggas talkin' bout
 Hop out, yaaiitee
 That's all that you hear when we hoppin' out
 Keepin' it shut and I'm going to trial
 You stupid, you thinkin' I'm coppin' out
 Niggas is fooled and bitches is choosing whoever got it and poppin' out
 Nigga who hotter den me
 Who workin' harder den me
 Who get shit poppin' and have the stage litter than me
 Who get shit rockin' like me
 Who switch it up, pick it up, rip it up, chop it like me
 Sitchy get wick enough
 I'm who they hittin' up, hit em up, pull up and pop for the team
 Niggas ain't lit up like me
 Yaite yaite yaite yaite yaite
 Y'all talkin' and cappin' and rapping y'all yapping
 And speaking on shit you ain't know about
 Y'all talking real tough, but you talking too much
 So I'm calling your bluff and I'm showing out
 And how you get hit on yo block and ain't spin back
 If I got hit would've spun and been back
 On your block would've bent that
 Started some beef, same day I'ma end that
 Spin the block, windows tinted wit' sticks like
 Up the glock, once I jump out the roof
 Catch 'em slugs, I ain't ducking no goose
 Bitch, I aim with my Smith'n and I keep a deuce
 Catch me creepin', ain't no pickin' choose right
 Came to murda' niggas make the news
 Pistol haven drop a lotta food, buss a lotta tools, hold a lotta goons
 Hold that pressure, I back out that lemon squeeze
 Keep on bussin', these lil niggas envy me
 Lift me up, .223 let the semi sneeze
 Hop out gang and I'm rocking his murda' tee
 Keep it trendy, cause them niggas heard of me
 They wanna murda' me, sneaking out first degrees
 Ain't no leaving my city come lurk for me
 Keep it shiesty, investing in burglaries