Hit his block with this chop, what it do? (Ooh, MP)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, get his ass, Scoom
Yeah, yeah, aha, yeah, aight
Hit his block with this chop, what it do?
And I ain't trippin' on no bitch, boy, I don't never tie my shoes
Yeah, one bitch cool from time to time, but I like hoes that come in twos
A nice bitch cool from time to time, but I like hoes who break the rules
Super fucked up in the head, I'll get to switchin' moods
Might want a bitch who shake her ass, might want a bitch who up in school
I'm off this 30, if I get your bitch in a room, bad news
And if you actin' like you big and bad, I'm tryna crash too
And if you tryna buy this clean-ass Wock', I'm tryna tax you
And we do everythin', I'm crackin' moves, folks flippin' packs too
Yeah, I got niggas that shoot from deep, yeah, I got niggas that's hacks too
These hatin'-ass niggas be talkin' down, I give two fucks, these racks blue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When we chase him, hawk him down
Chase him down until he fell
For all that runnin', stand over him
Yell, "Scoom" and give him shells
My bitch wet, Wisconsin Dells
When I'm done fuckin', I gotta bail
I be pourin' so much drink, I got the flu
Said I was done with the Wock', I bought a New Years with a deuce
And now it's 2023 and, bitch, I'm back lookin' for juice
And if you ever threw a shot at me, it ain't no callin' truce
And if you gangster, nigga, drop your pin and watch us ride through
They say, "Slick, can you make that gangster shit that we can slide to?"
You actin' tough just 'cause you got your gun, I got my fire too
We hit your block and if you try to run, this Dracy grabbin' you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you niggas haters
All my killers want face cards, you niggas be created players
Quick to put him in a pot, he ain't get shit, bye, see you later
He was a out of town goofy, I think his ass was from Decatur
I got niggas who pull cables, we ain't stoppin', they gotta chase us
I got blues all in my pockets and I'm throwin' bullets just like Baker
Mention Scoom and meet your maker
I wanna fuck, don't wanna date her
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah, when we sign, they gotta pay us, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When we chase him, hawk him down
Chase him down until he fell
For all that runnin', stand over him
Yell, "Scoom" and give him shells
My bitch wet, Wisconsin Dells
When I'm done fuckin', I gotta bail
