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scy jimm - drama lyrics

[intro: scy jimm]
scy, 4k times scy
4 times scy (what’s his name?)
4k times scy (ouhboy. )
yeah (yeah, that’s right)
ayy, you already know how i’m comin’
ayy

[chorus: scy jimm & 4k bill]
hollow tips for any type of drama (yeah)
all these bands like i’m some type of drummer (drummer)
we got tools like i’m some kind of plumber (gloww, gloww)
can’t be broke, i’ma do some kind of numbers (yuh, yuh)
we tote heat all through the f+ckin’ summer (uh, yuh)
big racks, i can f+ck a n+gga mama (f+ck a mama)
stayed down, came up, i got them commas (swear)
presidents in my pocket, no obama (yeah, yeah)
gang+gang, we hotter than a summer (yeah)
big sticks and bombs likе we osama (boom)
one bang, he dripping likе he gunna (yup)
i f+cked and kicked like i’m a punter
big chopper on stage like beyoncé (beyoncé)
and we gon’ shoot like chauncey (like chauncey)
she on her knees and it ain’t even sunday (no)
got the spot going up on a monday (yeah)
[verse 1: scy jimm]
hold on, speed it up, switch the melody
this sh+t i’m smoking gas, i know you smellin’ me (gas, gas, gas)
know i’m the man, that’s what people keep on tellin’ me (huh)
she wanna f+ck a youngin with some felonies (yeah)
she eat d+ck like candy (ooh, ooh, ooh)
i drop the top, she drop her panties
get off the pack, no f+nny (no f+nny)
i keep a tool, it might come in handy
tryna take some’ from me, n+gga, no way (no way)
ain’t my birthday, but i want some more cake (more cake)
boy, we been in the streets, you so late (swear)
i got money, i just got some more hate (haters)
n+ggas p+ssed, so they envy, it’s okay (i swear)
know they dead, i done linked up with 4k (4k)
roll a ‘wood, put a four in my oj (oh, yeah)
f+ck a job, i won’t settle for low pay (ayy, yeah+yeah)

[chorus: scy jimm & 4k bill]
hollow tips for any type of drama (gloww)
all these bands like i’m some type of drummer (yeah)
we got tools like i’m some kind of plumber (uh)
can’t be broke, i’ma do some kind of numbers (numbers)
we tote heat all through the f+ckin’ summer (summer)
big racks, i can f+ck a n+gga mama (f+ck a n+gga mama)
stayed down, came up, i got them commas (got them commas)
presidents in my pocket, no obama (yuh, yuh)
gang+gang, we hotter than a summer (yeah)
big sticks and bombs like we osama (boom)
one bang, he drippin’ like he gunna (yup)
i f+cked and kicked like i’m a punter
big chopper on stage like beyoncé (beyoncé)
and we gon’ shoot like chauncey (like chauncy)
she on her knees and it ain’t even sunday (no)
got the spot goin’ up on a monday (yeah)
[verse 2: 4k bill]
that b+tch should be on a runway (yeah)
go that way, this is a one+way (go that)
i don’t too much talk about gunplay (i don’t)
4k times scy, it’s a must, gang
got these f+ck n+ggas actin’ like hoes, let ’em have their genders (yeah)
spin a n+gga block, turn that sh+t ‘to a blender
try to get into her skin like a motherf+ckin’ [? 2:10]
heat a lil’ n+gga up like a tv dinner

[chorus: scy jimm & 4k bill]
hollow tips for any type of drama (gloww)
all these bands like i’m some type of drummer (swear)
we got tools like i’m some kind of plumber (tools)
can’t be broke, i’ma do some kind of numbers (do some kind of numbers)
we tote heat all through the f+ckin’ summer (yeah)
big racks, i can f+ck a n+gga mama (swear)
stayed down, came up, i got them commas (ooh)
presidents in my pocket, no obama (yeah)
gang+gang, we hotter than a summer (huh)
big sticks and bombs like we osama (yeah)
one bang, he drippin’ like he gunna (gloww)
i f+cked and kicked like i’m a punter
big chopper on stage like beyoncé
and we gon’ shoot like chauncey (yuh)
she on her knees and it ain’t even sunday (no)
got the spot goin’ up on a monday (), mmm
[outro]
(ouhboy, you went dumb on this one)

- scy jimm lyrics

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