scrill hassan – playin’ it lyrics
[chorus: scrill hassan]
them birds chiripin’
them snakes hissin’
this medusa on my belt b+tch i hate fendi
feel like durk got a bad b+tch named indi’
(unk kunta in the kitchen cause he caine whippin) (whip that sh+t)
[verse 1: scrill hassan]
got some east warren n+++s out in mount clemens
got some n++++s road runnin’ you be couch sittin
you can call me what you want just don’t call me broke
turn the b+tch michael cors to some gucci loafs
spot hotter den a sauna
but a hoe can’t get a dolla’
slugs for a n++++ if it’s problems
kidnappin’ mamas till we find em
leavin’ n++++s dead in they face traumatize em
how you n++++s feel knowin’ that ya ice fake
servin’ j’s where i served a n++++ from mysp+ce
only thing i think about is bows in the coupe
n++++s duckin’ so the snipers puttin’ holes in the roof
[chorus: scrill hassan]
them birds chiripin’
them snakes hissin’
this medusa on my belt b+tch i hate fendi
feel like durk got a bad b+tch named indi’
(unk kunta in the kitchen cause he caine whippin) (whip that sh+t)
them birds chiripin’
them snakes hissin’
this medusa on my belt b+tch i hate fendi
feel like durk got a bad b+tch named indi’
(unk kunta in the kitchen cause he caine whippin) (whip that sh+t)
[verse 2: wanski]
the dog hittin’
dog on me on the dog wit it
i really want this sh+t put my all in it
ridin’ wit my own stick i don’t call n++++s (ion call no n++++s)
say you keep strap you gon fall wit it (yeah)
got a 10 tied in the mall wit it (it’s on me)
don’t try sh+t stupid we got all pistols (straps)
f+ckin wit that ++++ i let dawg whip it
i’m wit the same n++++s b+tch i crawl wit em
was in the trap wit no light’s on (naw)
(million dollar n++++ wit no ice on)
f+x wit my white boy he get ice gone
quit up in that sh+t boy those light pros (light ass sh+t)
[?] in the kitchen cause he caine whippin (free brodie)
copped 100 grams from unc extras came wit it
hoe i can turn you up i ain’t gon play wit you (at all)
talkin’ down on gang i let k hit you, n++++
[chorus: scrill hassan]
them birds chiripin’
them snakes hissin’
this medusa on my belt b+tch i hate fendi
feel like durk got a bad b+tch named indi’
(unk kunta in the kitchen cause he caine whippin) (whip that sh+t)
them birds chiripin’
them snakes hissin’
this medusa on my belt b+tch i hate fendi
feel like durk got a bad b+tch named indi’
(unk kunta in the kitchen cause he caine whippin) (whip that sh+t)
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