Big Foe Peaz - Scary Hours

Yeah a hunnit racks in and its scary
I got all kind of buttons i could push to get you carried
I got all kind of new blues stuck together like they married
I got a good mind to spend twenty k wit gary
Yeah fifty racks in a fannie pack issa bannie pack
Bad bitch had a heart attack when i jumped out the track
Got the money wit my own niggas guess they mad at that
You actin funny wit yo own niggas we aint havin that
Tee tee man a up the xd and peel yo cabbage back
Me and bally singin to these hoes in the badillac
Playin wit her nose she gon top me off right after that
Hollywood hills at a mansion we aint postin that
She wanna fuck me wit her friends and put it on the snap
I wanna get some mo bands yeah i love to stack
Eastside thirty one mack yeah im on the ave
Rip that nigga bands thee twelve did him bad
Yeah long live my baby doc we really miss you bad
Havin meetins wit my lawyer on a boat its bout a bag
Huh
Budda man uppin pape i cant make this up
Store manager stayed late just to wait for us
Cha cha bag on my lil bitch wit the bubble butt
Ferragamo flops for the beach cost a couple bucks
I ran it up in no time am i the goat or what
I was up in yonkers on the hill cause im good
Louieville i be on muhammed blowin woods
I gotta take a trip to oakland gotta get some brud
She wanna suck my dick in public she dont give a fuck
She slap it on her cheek and lips this lil bitch a nut
These niggas actin out they fabric that aint how you cut
Niggas not gon play wit me they really know wats up
In the caddy on sixes its jus me and killa c
In the scatty me and lil e ridin through the east
Me and money in the amg crawlin through the streets
In the club i dont wait in line im always vip

Written by:
Patrick Harrison

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