[Intro: SCY Jimm]
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Know what I'm sayin'?
Big SCY shit
I'ma get rich, put my n***as on, now we all ballin' (Yo, yo, this beat actually really hard)
I said big T2T, you know what I'm sayin'?
A n***a can't fuck with us, you know what I'm sayin'? (I be rappin', but that don't mean a n***a can't get dog-walked)
Grraow

[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Told the fiends it wasn't no more drugs, but they still callin' (Ayy, but they still callin')
I'ma get rich, put my n***as on, now we all ballin' (Ayy, now we all eatin')
I be coolin', if it's ever smoke, know it's y'all fault (Know it's y'all fault)
I be rappin', but that don't mean a n***a can't get dog-walked (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't ask for this gangster shit, it just fell on me (It just fell on me)
In the trenches with a big Glock and a scale on me (And a scale on me)
I can't beef with snitch n***as, I'm scared they might tell on mе (Mmm)
That jit slidin' in a coupe and he got that yeah on him (Ayy)

[Verse 1: SCY Jimm]
What thе fuck I got a n***a 'round for if he ain't useful? (Ayy, ayy)
Where they was when it got crucial? I been focused on my future (I been focused on my—)
She be on the 'Gram with them racks like she me or somethin'
Bruh itchin' for a body, it look like he gotta pee or somethin' (On God)
Ayy, I was lost inside my head, then the game came and found me (Game came and found me)
Crackers told me I wouldn't be shit when I was in that fuckin' county (Fuck 12)
I remember I was out here broke, everybody used to clown me (Everybody used to clown me)
The DA know what me and K3'll do, they don't even much want him 'round me (Huh?)
Ayy, talkin' out your neck, you gon' make me hit the killswitch (Glaow, glaow)
N***as always rappin' 'bout them bodies, but ain't killed shit (Ain't nobody killed shit)
I just popped a Perc' and sipped some lean, I don't feel shit (Ugh, on God)
Big dog, I don't like you n***as, not even a lil' bit (On gang)
[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Told the fiends it wasn't no more drugs, but they still callin' (Ayy, but they still callin')
I'ma get rich, put my n***as on, now we all ballin' (Ayy, now we all eatin')
I be coolin', if it's ever smoke, know it's y'all fault (Know it's y'all fault)
I be rappin', but that don't mean a n***a can't get dog-walked (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't ask for this gangster shit, it just fell on me (It just fell on me)
In the trenches with a big Glock and a scale on me (And a scale on me)
I can't beef with snitch n***as, I'm scared they might tell on me (Mmm)
That jit slidin' in a coupe and he got that yeah on him

[Verse 2: GoldenBoy CountUp]
Uh, I told the n***a I ain't fuck his bitch and he still callin'
I lost forty racks yesterday and I'm still ballin'
Fuck n***as never passed the ball, they was ball hoggin'
And I was shinin' years ago, n***a, and I'm still flossin'
A half a million dollars cash way I'm shittin' on these n***as
I'm in the coupe, I hit the gas, now I'm shiftin' on these n***as (Skrrt)
And all my bitches stupid bad, Golden pimpin' on these n***as
And that switch go super fast, go to rippin' through these n***as
Two hundred fifty Bubbas landed, n***a, I'm runnin' through these P's
Two hundred fifty thousand cash, n***a, I'm thumbin' through these G's
And my lil' bitch don't speak no English, my lil' bitch from overseas
And Golden pulled up push-to-start, but he be fuckin' with them keys

[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Told the fiends it wasn't no more drugs, but they still callin' (Ayy, but they still callin')
I'ma get rich, put my n***as on, now we all ballin' (Ayy, now we all eatin')
I be coolin', if it's ever smoke, know it's y'all fault (Know it's y'all fault)
I be rappin', but that don't mean a n***a can't get dog-walked (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't ask for this gangster shit, it just fell on me (It just fell on me)
In the trenches with a big Glock and a scale on me (And a scale on me)
I can't beef with snitch n***as, I'm scared they might tell on me (Mmm)
That jit slidin' in a coupe and he got that yeah on him
[Outro]
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