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young scoe - pemdas lyrics

uh, yo, shout out to uhh persey, shout out to cc, bust, illaboiz, my fam and sh-t too. watch this sh-t
n-ggas be talking all greazy and sh-t, but when a n-gga like me come around they gettin quezy and sh-t

verse (young scoe): take a shot and roll the dice
thats just what im livin like
n-gga spit that trill sh-t
my style is a chameleon
kicked me out cotillion
this ain’t a verse this a lesson
and my presence a blessin’
im so rambo wit these bars
these lettuce(letters) gone need some dressin
if you wit it then you wit it
if you ain’t meet smith and wesson
n-gga talk is cheap as bread
im gettin freebies on the head
from a yellow bad b-tch wit no fear of spendin bread
dont be misguided or mislead
im really goin threw what i said
and if i ain’t then trust me you’ll know
but you n-ggas gotta smell me like you snortin lines of blow
grind some piffy have a sniffy ain’t that sh-t there smellin spiffy
shorty im beggin you please dont rush this feat
got me lightin blunts up rappin to sputniks beeps
nikes hug his feet excuse me while i put the cut to this beat
please excuse my dope -ss style
i homma’ a couple beats then i lay low for a while
and if them n-ggas dont feel me they got dope in they mouths
and i ain’t talkin bout no reefa talkin c0ke by the pound fool
in the land of ‘cago we dont “hangout” wit you lame birds
step out in public get to squawkin every name heard
so i dont mix wit too many im in the same swerve
just tryna keep wit my balance in this insane world
you n-ggas trippin and simpin’ over the same girl
i got her dippin im hittin until her brains twirl
sh-t i recorded it live i call it trl
and still im puttin in work got the swisher pearled
n-ggas sleepin on the kid creep up where you live
no strap tho’ throw my cd in ya radio
turn that b-tch all the way up and then a way we go
so when ya turn on ya tunes you gotta hear me flow
only reasonable logic is he ain’t no joke
n-gga yet to be found got that i made it flow
lil mama drop to the ground like elavators closed\
elevated by loud lets take away the clothes
motivated by mouths sayin i can’t get on
its time to find the corskrew n-ggas ok’d the rose
na you can chill all the time if you okay to roll
p-ss out tonight do it tomorrow thats just the way it goes
yeuh. (illaboiz music)

- young scoe lyrics

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