SoIcyBoyz 3 - Big Scarr, Gucci Mane, Foogiano

Section 8 'partments, I’m valid on payment

Servin' that cottage like back in the '80s

We got the gas you can’t get at the station

I just hit the dope and then made 'em go crazy

We got more drugs than the

at

Porsche on a Porsche, so I’ma send at your

Woke up today, I community gated

Looked in the mirror like, «Nigga, you made it»

Thinkin' 'bout all of the charges I skated

From robbin' and takin' and enter and breakin'

I shake the pot, made it jump to an 80

Smokin' just make my eyes lower like Asians

I’m all in Miami, strapped up like a Haitian

People, they shakin', they feel the vibration

Bullets gon' hit, feel a burnin' sensation

Flippin' that turf, have your money and race it

These junkies my patients, they walk in and paint shit

I had the coco, had to tell 'em, «Be patient»

In my duplex with the bricks in the basement

Real street nigga, never wrote no statement

They tell 'em to come out, they hold us to come out

Ball like I’m Jordan, yeah, I stuck my tongue out

Niggas got no cars, they stickin' they thumb out

Keep it a hunnid, I’m bringin' the drum out

I put my gun out, let’s see how they tell out

Might just be bookin', they won’t put the blunt out

They say it’s a drug, make it rain when the sun out

All red Royce, skrrt-skrrt, do a rollout

My word is the law, no cap in my bars

Put ice on my heart and put tats on my scar

Might want a .30, but lobster walk

1017, we ball to ball

I got sixty shots in this Drac', he move once, won’t move again

Talkin' all that shit, we broke his bones, his ass should’ve come right in

Tolerate, no disrespect, I’m Beyblade how I get to spinnin'

Dump him in that water, he ain’t swimmin', boy, that nigga missin'

We don’t blank on missions, now he missin'

Swimmin' with the fishes

Wockhardt got me pissin', diamonds glisten

Strapped up with that glizzy

All my clothes be fitted, jeans got denim

These not Jew religion

If I take your soul, I’m not real picky, Reaper my religion

Can’t show the internet how I be livin'

Sticks steamer, ride through the city

Stay out the way and get paid, niggas all in they feelings

On the internet, talkin' like bitches

Money come in different ways, I’m a jugger

Got Dracs and them bows while I’m breakin' a bitch

Yellow gold on my wrist lookin' like piss

If I go broke, then I’m takin' a risk

How you be slammin', but your buddy got hit?

Yeah, we double back if we feel like we missed

Yeah, I drop the opp 'fore I drop me a hit

I’m not like these rappers, I’m not finna diss

They havin' cake, make your bitch make a wish

I keep throwin' up, niggas keep havin' fits

Ten thousand ain’t nothin, blow this shit on a fit

Remember they doubted me, now look, I’m rich

Still in the hood, posted up with the bricks

I still will mask up, put that fire on them bitches

Niggas be put up when I’m in the city

I’m tired of beefin' with niggas who snitches

Niggas don’t want smoke, they just want attention

Double like Davy, we standin' on bitches

We really 'bout action, these niggas pretendin'

Yeah, big F&N for these fuck niggas, low Joe, choppas grab your venom

I’m still with them killers, I’m with

, you know who shoot the

Ayy, I passed the shot off to KD, felt like the porn God of

I’m overdue, so Wock' trill

, 'bout two Percocets

I talk shit like I’m five hundred pounds, I’m strapped with like three hundred

rounds

And I still’ll take your bowl from you, know who quick to slime some shit down

Got thirty thousand on his top, now they on his ass like he Flavor Flav'

I got a cup, no, you can’t come around, poured an 8 on this zombie town

And it cost to move, 'cause when I had

on

Make sure you sure to a clip when you roll on

Police keep takin' my guns, I can’t run out

Slip on his block for so long, now the sun out

Got

, turn my apartments up, I took my chain back to the condo

We go by codes up in the field, drop an opp, we call that a touchdown

I got sixty shots in this Drac', he move once, won’t move again

Talkin' all that shit, we broke his bones, his ass should’ve come right in

Tolerate, no disrespect, I’m Beyblade how I get to spinnin'

Dump him in that water, he ain’t swimmin', boy, that nigga missin'