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lil scxars - grany magnet lyrics

[intro]
(sme, tu+tu+turn+turn+turn it up)

[verse 1: lil scxars]
wrist is goin’ blue, but not talkin’ mr. meeseeks
wearin’ black and orange like a motherfrickin’ reese’s
tryna run up on me, turn you into several pieces
spreadin’ all this cash like a bagel with some cream cheese
pull up to the girls, i don’t got any game
got four hundred racks on me, i’m like “who is to blame?”
i’m spinnin’ yo’ block, i might do it again
i’m with sewer rat and fishy, yeah we drownin’ in the fame, ayy, ayy
pull up in the rari and we spinnin’, goin’ donuts
get up out your chair, let it loose, baby go nuts
get a boosie fade, not talkin’ frickin’ bowl cut
rhymes are goin’ crazy, how much wood could a woodchuck?
i’m a granny magnet, i’m contractin’ all the elderly
gettin’ all this green, i’m not talkin’ frickin’ celery
love makin’ music, i don’t care about the salary
never stop workin’, like a duracell battery, ayy

[instrumental break]

[verse 2: yung fishy & lil sewer rat]
yeah, me and scxars, we runnin’ it, huh
the trans community, i make fun of it
i listened to this beat and i’m like “i’ma have fun with this”
bringin’ in the landing, yeah you know that it is thunderous
she givin’ me another kiss, she emo, yeah she cut her wrist
i am [?], you can watch my clips, you’re trash and i’m the opposite
pee on you like you’re a urinal, makin’ bangers very doable
i just k!lled this beat, so let’s head to the funeral (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[verse 3: lil sewer rat]
hop in the jag, little boy got a rari
i’m stealin’ yo’ girl, gettin’ play like atari
i’m spinnin’ yo’ block, no you can’t tell me sorry
we drinkin’ finesse, yeah, we stealin’ yo’ car keys (ayy)
pockets, run ’em real quick, but he drop it
stop it, lockin’ yo’ doors, but i lock pick
actin’ real scared when my gang pulled up, got in
shootin’ my shot on yo’ girl, i got options
like a ten+piece, got my sauce up
ayy, i’m flexed up, she think i’m next up
take yo’ shorty off the list, she get checked up
i think yo’ [?], go get yo’ cash up
i got the bags, i’m countin’ up commas
that ++++ on my ++++ and she blow like osama
i’ll run up on you with the ++++ katana
i’ll shoot up the crew, then i’m dippin’ like salsa

- lil scxars lyrics

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