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scy jimm - xs os lyrics

[intro]
x’s and o’s (kevo)
scy sh+t, yeah
(ralo spazzed on this motherf+cker)
treat these hoes like some x’s and o’s, yeah ([? 0:08])
three+five in my ‘wood right now, but i don’t know kd
i’ma be my own boss—, i don’t know—
alright, uh

[chorus]
three+five in my ‘wood right now, but i don’t know kd (swish)
i’ma be my own bossman, i don’t know jd (no)
nineteen, but gettin’ off crack like this the ’80s (yeah)
i don’t want you thottin’+ass bugs, i need a lady (nope)
this money comin’ in so much, i done got used to flexin’ (oh, yeah)
she snappin’ on me through the phone, she done got used to textin’ (used to textin’)
done did so much dirt, don’t see how i keep gettin’ blessings (gettin’ blessings)
donе sold so many o’s, don’t care who f+ckin’ on my exes (yеah), unh+uh
[verse]
i’m in the party, i’m with gang, you know we blitz sh+t (gloww)
we ain’t playin’ madden, tryna score, you gon’ get hit sticked (swear to god)
green beams won’t miss sh+t (nope), run up, get your sh+t split (yeah)
any n+gga snakin’, gettin’ fried, i’m talkin’ fish sticks (fried)
i remember hittin’ cars, we was on the same sh+t (same, yeah)
jit ain’t even finish school, all he know is gang sh+t (gang, yeah)
i just want my dogs together, eatin’ like a banquet (huh)
you can’t hang, jit, f+ck you and who you came with
i can show a couple racks, can you do the same? (the same)
named the glock “keshia cole,” watch this b+tch sing (yeah)
she say, “jimm, boy, you fly,” i say, “as a plane” (phew)
older b+tch, she 25, she sucked me out my hanes
i’m a real sack chaser, b+tch, it’s in my veins (swear to god)
i won’t stop this rap sh+t ’til it’s one of my brain (nope)
n+gga, i just want the racks, they can keep the fame (keep the fame)
i make my jugs call me james, i ain’t sayin’ names (i ain’t)
nah, i ain’t sayin’ names (ayy, ayy)

[chorus]
three+five in my ‘wood right now, but i don’t know kd
i’ma be my own bossman, i don’t know jd
nineteen, but gettin’ off crack like this the ’80s
i don’t want you thottin’+ass bugs, i need a lady
this money comin’ in so much, i done got used to flexin’
she snappin’ on me through the phone, she done got used to textin’
done did so much dirt, don’t see how i keep gettin’ blessings
done sold so many o’s, don’t care who f+ckin’ on my exes, unh+uh

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