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meany (mcr) - scene smasher lyrics

[chorus]
smokin’ on the opps, it’s goin’ straight to the dome
i remember being bruck, that’s why i built me a phone
i’m antisocial and i’m rude so you should leave me alone
and i’m not one for disrespect so you should lower your tone
the same n+ggas chattin’ loads love leavin’ their bros
man are tryna claim the works that we mashed on the road
any time i touch the pack, i guarantee that it’s sold
i’m either taggin’ out the flake or i’m flingin’ the stone

[verse 1]
h+lla pedal bike trips, that’s how i built my phone
there’s certain things i can’t mention that i’ve done on the roads
cos nuff times man stepped and got blood on my clothes
i ain’t takin’ no chat when it comes to my bros
i’m not the guy that ever tries to make time for a hoe
i smoke cali, backstrap, it’s goin’ straight to the dome
they call me mr sk, if you know then you know
cos i used to trap weed, but now i’m breakin’ the snow
bro puts flake in the pot and then d whips it
have you ever seen a crackhead bring back a biscuit?
set up shop, made it pop cos you had to risk it
these n+ggas rap about us cos we really live it
i left suttin’ on the pavement, he was bl++dy drippin’
if it’s not the black flag then i’m fully crippin’
ran down shh and he tripped, i didn’t have to trip him
i can’t name you a opp that hasn’t been a victim
[chorus]
smokin’ on the opps, it’s goin’ straight to the dome
i remember being bruck, that’s why i built me a phone
i’m antisocial and i’m rude so you should leave me alone
and i’m not one for disrespect so you should lower your tone
the same n+ggas chattin’ loads love leavin’ their bros
man are tryna claim the works that we mashed on the road
any time i touch the pack, i guarantee that it’s sold
i’m either taggin’ out the flake or i’m flingin’ the stone

[verse 2]
there ain’t no love lost when i burn a bridge
and if i’m feedin’ my gang then i’ll burn it quick
i hit 10 and 14, that’s loads of quids
i’ve been stuck up in the trap, i’ve made loads of flips
don’t get comfy with the gang then get your stack l!cked
me and s on a twostep, i call that tactics
they put me in the starting 5 cos i’m match fit
and if i’m gettin’ paid then i’ll take a man captive
any time i’m steppin’ with the 4s it’s a mad ting
you don’t wanna see me in a bally with a hand ting
blacked out in my 110’s, that’s a gang ting
and i can turn any function into a sad ting
and n0body can’t tell me a d+mn ting
i’m takin’ fed chase, pop the door, i’m decampin’
stabbed up shh and he never done a d+mn thing
i’ll slide with the gang and i’ll show you bout’ rampin’
[chorus]
smokin’ on the opps, it’s goin’ straight to the dome
i remember being bruck, that’s why i built me a phone
i’m antisocial and i’m rude so you should leave me alone
and i’m not one for disrespect so you should lower your tone
the same n+ggas chattin’ loads love leavin’ their bros
man are tryna claim the works that we mashed on the road
any time i touch the pack, i guarantee that it’s sold
i’m either taggin’ out the flake or i’m flingin’ the stone

- meany mcr lyrics

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