(Shoutout to Shaun2Krazy!)
[ Scorey]
Too high on Promethazine right now, I just might crash (I wonder why)
He know the day he run into me, might be his last (Boy might just die)
If you don't do nothin' else, then I'll go get that cash
I ran up them digits and made all them niggas mad (Go run that bag)
[Scorey]
Go run that bag up (Bag), nigga, get some money (Get that motherfucking bag)
‘Cause when you broke, it ain't a joke, ain't nothin' funny (Don't motherfucking laugh)
Lil' bro tryna wipe a nigga nose like it's runny (Uh, uh)
So used to rain clouds, can't believe it's sunny (Uh, uh)
[Polo G]
Broski too high off a Percocet, the trenches where he lurkin' at
A nigga diss, we kill him, I'on care if I ain't heard it yet
Cash calls from talkin' bands, he broke, he can't interpret that
I spent thousands just on pants before I bought a shirt to match
Can't believe it's sunny now, we gettin' money now
Glocks wit' Glocks they graduate, and all of 'em bitches burn it down
Have my lil' cappers face him, now heaven ain't about a grind
TTS plus 4TS, that's 1300 rounds
[Scorey]
Too high on Promethazine right now, I just might crash (I wonder why)
He know the day he run into me, might be his last (Boy might just die)
If you don't do nothin' else, then I'll go get that cash
I ran up them digits and made all them niggas mad (Go run that bag)
[Scorey]
Go run that bag up (Bag), nigga, get some money (Get that motherfucking bag)
‘Cause when you broke, it ain't a joke, ain't nothin' funny (Don't motherfucking laugh)
Lil' bro tryna wipe a nigga nose like it's runny (Uh, uh)
So used to rain clouds, can't believe it's sunny (Uh, uh)
[Scorey]
Paper or out of money, run the cake up, why they on it?
Chasin' paper, trauma joined us, how I stay up 'til the morning? ('til the morning)
Brand new Glock .19 don't need no laser when I blow it (When I blow it)
I say Help Is On The Way, and they go crazy when I post it (It's on the way, bitch)
Walk right up in Neimans, cop it when I see it (When I see it)
He don't disrespect 'cause I got cash to R.I.P. him (I got that cash)
I got hella aim, so when I blast it, I'ma leave him (I'ma blast)
Tryed to stay on his ground, we put his casket right beneath him
[Scorey]
Too high on Promethazine right now, I just might crash (I wonder why)
He know the day he run into me, might be his last (Boy might just die)
If you don't do nothin' else, then I'll go get that cash
I ran up them digits and made all them niggas mad (Go run that bag)
[Scorey]
Go run that bag up (Bag), nigga, get some money (Get that motherfucking bag)
‘Cause when you broke, it ain't a joke, ain't nothin' funny (Don't motherfucking laugh)
Lil' bro tryna wipe a nigga nose like it's runny (Uh, uh)
So used to rain clouds, can't believe it's sunny (Can't believe it's sunny, uh)
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