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tom riddle - scum lord lyrics

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[verse 1]

i’m a sc-mbag

come hang like a nut sack

smoking mary jane till our brains turns to mush-bags

f-ck yeah, l puff dabs and claim to hang with puff dad

i love rap like backpack and all that other thug cr-p

“p-ss back the bud man your smoking all weed”

i’m trying to have enough to stay buzzed through the week

you see, and my broke -ss can’t even afford a lighter man

gotta save the mary jane like my name is spiderman

“you ain’t saving sh-t man your smoking all of it”

hey, quit talking kid, before i put you in a coffin

or you end up like talking like steven hawking when i

rip your vocal chords out and all you can do is cough

so back off

and let me blast off, and quit with the back talk

lets get with bathsalts

and trip like a bad walts

last week i got so ripped i could hardly walk

awoke on the side walk with a stolen movado watch

[chorus]

im a sc-mbag it ain’t hard to see

the neighboors run back when im on the street

smoking pounds of green

and i can guarantee

im the sc-mmiest kid so dont f-ck with me x5

[verse 2]

online cl-sses on my laptop

hanc-ck in the backdrop

i hardly go out i’m like sasquatch

minus the hair, and minus the strength

and minus the fact that i smoke mega dank

you see, weed is legal and so is delivery

so i dont have to leave the house at all, its my liberty

so is alcohol, if i recall i left a 40 in the hall

i’m drinking voss and watching better call saul

fatter than you huell… people scream in awe

i think im really cool cause i got a apple watch

tatter tots on my crotch like napoleon

smoke crops with the doc

went back in time to k!ll the kids that bullied him

holy moly i hang with macaulay culkin

and do codeine until we’re broken

od on ibuprohen

i’m floatin, i’m a rodent

sc-m to the bone bogus

i’m hopeless

i’m the guy they caught p-ssing on your roses

[chorus]

im a sc-mbag it ain’t hard to see

the neighboors run back when im on the street

smoking pounds of green

and i can guarantee

im the sc-mmiest kid so dont f-ck with me x5

[verse 3]

put your hands up if your as sc-mmy as me

these people demand us to be cured like a disease

like a virus

sp-wning more lazy internet pirates

downloaded a popular movie just to see someones privates

eat of bunch of food but claim i’m special diet

show up on the news setting fire in a riot

i’m so rude you can’t deny it

have an att-tude and b-tch about the climate

have a gl-ss or two of gin start driving to the dine in

this guy right behind is on my -ss

red and blue lights shining through the gl-ss

ah f-ck its cop hit the gas

swerve into the oncoming lane and a cause crash

look back see flames and a helicopter gaining fast!

a spot light shines and there’s weed all over my dash

ah cr-p, i grab my blunt and take my last puff

drive over a spike strip and roll into a black truck

- tom riddle lyrics

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