SCY Jimm
The Style
[Intro]
Ayy, the style
Tell these n***as stop praying, I'm gon’ be here for a while (Ayy, yo, Ran, turn that up)
(But I won't switch on them, I put that on everything, n***a, yeah)
When I be stressing, I don't know who to dial, ayy

[Chorus]
I switched up the style (Switch it, yeah, yeah)
Tell these n***as stop praying, I’m gon' be here for a while (Yeah, huh?)
I be sliding like soap, but when I be stressing, I don't know who to dial (Ooh, I don't know who to, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, ran it up so fast, these n***as like, "How?" (These n***as like, "What?")
Ayy, lil' shawty got ass, that shit happened fast, I'm ripping hеr gown (Ayy, ayy, I'm ripping her, ooh)
Ayy, I'm smoking this gas, this Perc’ on my ass, I ain’t coming down (I ain't coming down)
And thesе rap n***as trash, I’m on their ass, they loving my sound, mm (Yeah, they loving my sound)
I come to your city, put bro on your ho, we from out of town, yeah (Yeah, yeah), these n***as be clowns, yeah (Yeah, yeah), uh

[Verse]
I was down bad, they told me, "Do better," tried to punch a clock, but it ain't work (Nope)
I done came up, got some new cheddar, n***a run up, pop him like a Perc' (Glaow, glaow, hit him, baow)
I just purchased my a new sweater, still'll put a n***a on a shirt
N***a run up, we gon’ blitz his ass (Glaow, huh?), hit a n***a where it hurt
Ayy, ayy, smoke a n***a like a Black (Yeah), 12 locked me up, bitch, I'm back (Ayy, yeah)
I don't cap, I don't wear hats (Nope, bitch), I was just broke, went and got a sack (Yeah, yeah)
Pop out on 'em with them racks, spent ten bands, get it right back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Girl, I know you like that (Huh?), bitch, I done found a real lifehack, yuh (Ayy, ayy)
Just a youngin out the trenches (Huh?)
N***a, keep me out your mentions (Mentions), you can be broke, that's your decision (Swear)
I'ma go get it, I ain't tripping (Nope), all these blues, they think I'm Cripping (Yeah)
All this liq' that I be sipping (Huh?), shawty wet, I got her dripping
[Chorus]
I switched up the style (Switch it, yeah, yeah)
Tell these n***as stop praying, I'm gon' be here for a while (Yeah, huh?)
I be sliding like soap, but when I be stressing, I don't know who to dial (Ooh, I don't know who to, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, ran it up so fast, these n***as like, "How?" (These n***as like, "What?")
Ayy, lil' shawty got ass, that shit happened fast, I'm ripping her gown (Ayy, ayy, I'm ripping her, ooh)
Ayy, I'm smoking this gas, this Perc' on my ass, I ain't coming down (I ain't coming down)
And these rap n***as trash, I'm on their ass, they loving my sound, mm (Yeah, they loving my sound)
I come to your city, put bro on your ho, we from out of town, yeah (Yeah, yeah), these n***as be clowns, yeah (Yeah, yeah), uh

[Outro]
Tried to punch a clock, but it won't work
N***a run up, pop him like a Perc'
Still'll put a n***a on a shirt
N***a run up, we gon'—, hit a n***a where it hurt
Yeah