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scy jimm - lost files* lyrics

[intro]
…with you rap n+ggas, you know what i’m sayin’?
ayy, yeah (king nathan with another one)

[verse]
ayy, jumped up out the coupe smellin’ like za, i know i’m heaven+sent (ayy, ayy, ayy)
n+ggas sendin’ shots, but broke as f+ck, so it’s irrelevant (come on, man)
i might just go f+ck a n+gga b+tch just for the h+ll of it (ugh)
even jesus know if i get caught up, i ain’t tellin’ sh+t
sh+ttin’ on these n+ggas so much, it seem like i never p+ss (ahaha)
i don’t got no opps, the police the other thing i’ll ever diss (on god)
i know she a eater, so i just f+ck her, we don’t never kiss (ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
shoot a n+gga sh+t up, double back, that’s if i еver miss (glah, glah, glaow)
i don’t go nowhere without my mask likе i’m michael myers
tryna run up a mill’, just want the chicken, we ain’t pickin’ sides (on god)
finna put some ice around my neck, they said, “don’t play with fire”
i ain’t see your text ’cause i was busy, that’s my favorite lie
these n+ggas love to beef on apps, right?
tryin’ not this trap life mix with this rap life (on gang)
i done did the streets, i’m tryna see what this rap like (on gang)
i don’t wear no caps ’cause i am not the cap type (n+gga)…

- scy jimm lyrics

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