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bbyafricka - scram lyrics

[chorus]
i just called my n+gga bill, he’ll k!ll your ass for real
he don’t even need a sniper, n+gga got a lot of sk!ll
he gon’ k!ll you with your hands after we gon’ do a dance
b+tch, you gotta go, b+tch, you gotta scram
real hood big mama used to make spam
told him i don’t wanna f+ck today, i got cramps
n+gga thought that i was outside, hoe ain’t know i was in the booth
you lie to me but i don’t lie to you, so i’ma tell the truth

[verse 1]
i don’t never run into you broke b+tches at the bank
and i ain’t never seen him gettin’ money, n+ggas on the plane
i see you sign a deal and all the label gave you was a chain
the bar is [?]
if we doin’ tit for tat, you know you ain’t finna win
[?] you will never win
the only thing a n+gga еver tell me was to nеver trust
robbin’ n+ggas made me paranoid, so i can’t be on snooze

[pre+chorus]
[?] demons comin’ at me left and right, i’m stayin’ on my toes
and them b+tches curved you [?] you ain’t even got no hoes
you startin’ beef, b+tch, you ain’t finna finish sh+t
you ain’t into [?], you ain’t really ’bout sh+t
[chorus]
i just called my n+gga bill, he’ll k!ll your ass for real
he don’t even need a sniper, n+gga got a lot of sk!ll
he gon’ k!ll you with your hands after we gon’ do a dance
b+tch, you gotta go, b+tch, you gotta scram
real hood big mama used to make spam
told him i don’t wanna f+ck today, i got cramps
n+gga thought that i was outside, hoe ain’t know i was in the booth
you lie to me but i don’t lie to you, so i’ma tell the truth

[verse 2]
mighta spaz on you one time, but i ain’t mad
i said i got a temper, ’bout to f+ck you, make you mad
[?] now i’m kinda sad
if you ain’t goin [?] i got every reason to be mad
ya hear my supersoaker had me moanin’ like myrtle
you f+ck me on my period and i lose [?]

[chorus]
i just called my n+gga bill, he’ll k!ll your ass for real
he don’t even need a sniper, n+gga got a lot of sk!ll
he gon’ k!ll you with your hands after we gon’ do a dance
b+tch, you gotta go, b+tch, you gotta scram
real hood big mama used to make spam
told him i don’t wanna f+ck today, i got cramps
n+gga thought that i was outside, hoe ain’t know i was in the booth
you lie to me but i don’t lie to you, so i’ma tell the truth

- bbyafricka lyrics

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