Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, get his ass Scoom
Yeah, yeah, yeah, alright
Hit his block, with this chop, what it do?
And I ain't tripping on no bitch, boy
I don't never tie my shoes
Yeah, one bitch cool from time to time
But I like hoes that come in twos
A nice bitch cool from time to time
But I like hoes who break the rules
Super fucked up in the head, I'll get to switching moods
Ain't want a bitch who shake her ass
I want a bitch who up the scoom
I'm off this 30, fuck it
Yo' bitch in the room, bad news
And if you whacking like you big and bad
I'm tryna crash too
And if you tryna buy this clean ass wock
I'm tryna tax you
And we do everything, I'm cracking moves
Hoes flipping packs, too
Yeah, I got niggas that shoot from deep, yeah
I got niggas that's hacks, too
These hating ass niggas be talking down
I get to fucking these racks blue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, when we chase him
Hawk him down
Chase him down, 'til he fell
For all that running stand over
Yeah, I'm scooming, give him shells
My bitch where?, Wisconsin Dells
What the fuck?, I gotta bail
I be pouring so much drink, I got the flu
Said I was done with the work
I bought a New Year's with a deuce
And now it's 2023, and bitch, I'm back looking for juice
And if you ever threw a shot at me, it ain't no calling truce
And if you gangster nigga, drop yo' pin, and watch us ride through
They say, "Slick you make that gangster shit, that we can slide to"
You acting tough just cause you got yo' gun, I got my fire too
We hit yo' block and if you try to run, this Drac' will grab you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you niggas haters
All my killers want facades, you niggas be created players
Put the put him in the potty and get shit by see you later
He was a out of town goofy, I think his ass was from Decatur
I got niggas who pull cables
We ain't stopping, gotta chase him
I got blues all in my pockets and I'm throwing bullets just like Baker
Mention scoom, and meet your maker
I wanna fuck, don't wanna date her
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
When we side, ain't gotta pay us nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, when we chase him
Hawk them down
Chase him down until he fell
For all that running stand over
Yeah, I'm scooming, give him shells
My bitch where?, Wisconsin Dells
What the fuck?, I gotta bail