CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Scotty Pimpin

B*t*h i am back
Youngest surf to ever spit on a track
Your b*t*h a snack
Imma just?hit?it and give?it right back
Still got no money?but chasing the bag
I got the juice but you know i can?t rap
I got a louis belt my sh*ts won?t sag
My b*t*h is weirder than tim turners dad
I could be vicky and make me some cash
And make that sh*t fast
But that would be wack
I?m on a stolen beat come get my a**
I?m getting thirsty hoe pour me a gla**
Better yet babygirl hand me the bottle
B*t*h it?s moscato till i hit the lotto
The 8 dollar bottle your parents would follow
Your dyke cannot swallow and her pu**y hollow
I never f**k b*t*hes you know that?s my motto
Pick her up in my new mercialago
Hit the curb grab her hair give me vibrato
Just like wick b*t*h, excomnunicato
She on the needle like demi lovato
Tag team your b*t*h and you gimme bravado
She kissin my Glock like a made her a model

Yung Benedict: Oh sh*t, you?re done?
Yung Surf: Hell no
Yung Benedict: Shiiit
She gon start squeakin when she see me pull my cheese out
100 dollar bill could make your best friend bleed out
When you seen us comin man i saw you try to sneak out
Because you know it?s bouta be the final time you breathe out