SCY JIMM - Streetz on Lock

(Ayy, Deezy, man, drop that shit, man, Damn
BT, Uno got the streets going crazy)
SCY shit
You already know how I'm coming, yeah
How you go broke on guns?
We giving out smoke for free i'll hit it ayy

How you go broke on guns if we
Giving out smoke for free? Ayy
On the block with all my dawgs, ayy
Boy, you don't want smoke with me, ayy
Me and bro got the streets on lock, no
Migos, you know it's dope with me, ayy
This rap shit easy just like free
Throws, even the coach can see, ayy
I don't dance, this Glock gon' pop, glaow
I keep a scope with me, ayy
You can't even get close to me, ayy
Who the fuck you 'posed to be? Ayy
I'm fresh as groceries, I don't chase
Hoes, that's old to me, ayy
I'ma rock if you roll with me, ayy, I'ma
Rock if you roll with me, ayy, yah

I can see your flaws
(yeah) , freak bitch, drop thеm drawers
Young nigga, I bust her walls, give mе brain
I lock her jaws (Ugh)
Ayy, you broke, what's your cause?
(You what?) Want smoke? Knock him off (Ayy
Glaow)
Ayy, growing up, I was breaking the laws
(Ayy, yuh) , hit his house, we taking it all
I be balling, Kemba Walker, I'ma rapper
Not a talker (Ayy, bitch)
Big sticks, they tall as toddlers, I'm fly
Helicopters (yeah) you a cop, I'm a robber
(Ayy, yeah) , real niggas
They all on my roster
Hit his block, he needing a doctor
(Ayy, glaow) , hit his block
He needing a doctor (yeah)
Ayy, run up these racks, no, shit don't stop
Ayy, run up, I'm wiping ya nose
(Glaow) , that jit gon' pop
Ayy, ayy, last year, them jit's
Was broke, this year, them jit's on top
Ayy, ayy, bro got a stick
In his clothes, move, and your ass gon' drop
(yeah, ayy, ayy, glaow, yeah)

How you go broke on guns if we
Giving out smoke for free? Ayy
On the block with all my dawgs, ayy
Boy, you don't want smoke with me, ayy
Me and bro got the streets on lock, no
Migos, you know it's dope with me, ayy
This rap shit easy just like free
Throws, even the coach can see, ayy
I don't dance, this Glock gon' pop, glaow
I keep a scope with me, ayy
You can't even get close to me, ayy
Who the fuck you 'posed to be? Ayy
I'm fresh as groceries, I don't chase
Hoes, that's old to me, ayy
I'ma rock if you roll with me, ayy, I'ma
Rock if you roll with me, ayy, yah

(Best vibes how we slide, Damn, BT)
(Uno got the streets going crazy)

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