Scrim - pete rose Lyrics

Lyrics pete rose - Scrim



You did good, Slick
It's a smash!
Ooh-oh
Jump out that
Turn me up
Jump out that
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Jump out that
Jump out that
Jump out that, Jump out that, Jump out that
Jump out that
Jump out that
Jump out that, Jump out that, Jump out that
Jump out that muhfucking Coupe
I turn they whole hood to a graveyard
Yea the way I that I'm painting these pictures
This shit gone be studied like cave art
Yea Young Wetto the muhfucking demon
I'm in the church with a chainsaw
Yea my bitch she sick
She like me to fuck her with all of my chains on
Yea my muhfucking brain gone
My muhfucking name on
Yea been changing the game
I'm fueled up on pain, I'll take any lane over
Ain't a breath that I've drawn sober
Smoking opps they got strong odor
Ain't no cap boy I'm all lower
Grey the gang and we all over
Yea skrt off on them muhfucking cops
Free out my boys out the chain gang
Yea busting a strip out the box
Eight milligrams to maintain
Yea float on the track like Usain
Looking for me like a new vein
Whipping that rolls on Tulane
Half a milli for a new chain
Yea ice on my neck like oh, woah
Yea cum on her breast like oh, woah
Pouring that wok I need four more
Step on my block that's no go
Scarecrow creepin' that road slow
Tryna go to heaven that road closed
Bitch I got drugs I don't need hoes
4,000 hits like Pete Rose
Booping that bitch like she Betty
I put my kids on her belly
I'm in the Chi like I'm Vellyy
No there ain't shit you can't tell me no
Them secrets with me they'll get buried
Sipping it till I'm unhealthy
Popping on percs till I'm out of this Earth
Cuts on these diamonds like they need a nurse
I got so high that you cannot observe
TRX screaming like I'm on it's nerves
I'm too on fire, I can't help but to burn
Pull out that chopper, I bet he gon' learn
He see me coming, I bet he gon' turn
She know I'm pimping when she see the perm
Came out the muhfucking trenches
Eating them hot dogs with red beans
EasyMoneySniper, the way I be shooting that red beam
Piss it be dirty as fuck
But all my muhfucking meds clean
Every time I dream of murder
I get a muhfucking wet dream
Jump out that bitch I might slump 'em
Ali I rumble the jungle
Every day a triple double
Got bored with rap so I mumble
Up at Granny's eating gumbo
If he 'bout it would have done so
Whole crib like a gun show
Quit talking 'bout it just jump hoe
Jump out that
Jump out that
Jump out that, Jump out that, Jump out that
Jump out that
Jump out that
Jump out that, Jump out that, Jump out that
Jump out that muhfucking Coupe
I turn they whole hood to a graveyard
Yea the way I that I'm painting these pictures
This shit gone be studied like cave art
Yea Young Wetto the muhfucking demon
I'm in the church with a chainsaw
Yea my bitch she sick
She like me to fuck her with all of my chains on
Yea my muhfucking brain gone
My muhfucking name on
Yea been changing the game
I'm fueled up on pain, I'll take any lane over
Ain't a breath that I've drawn sober
Smoking opps they got strong odor
Ain't no cap boy I'm all lower
Grey the gang and we all over



Writer(s): Scott Anthony Jr Arceneaux


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