Fearsteez & Corey Vintage - SCATPACK FREESTYLE Lyrics

Aye, I'm already knowin' he cap
Lil' boy, I promise I'm really on that
Yo hoe could never compete with my hoe
I feel like Yo Gotti, 'cause I got that sack, uh-huh
Lil' bro should prolly relax
Get hit with this "Frrr" and see how he act
Arabian plug, got bows from Iraq
I don't got a question, my bro got my back, uh-huh
I thought you knew better than that, uh-huh
Had already tried it before, okay
And you had got beat the f*ck up, okay
This gon' be a remix of that, nigga
Ain't nobody buyin' the cap
I'on know why he decided to diss
He shoulda prolly just stuck to the raps, aye, aye
I'on even really got beef wit' ya mans
That boy say he got a problem with me
Whole time, nigga ass really a fan
I hit the VIP with a grip when I land
Hop in the scat, hit a script with some bands
I'on even pop, got the script from my mans
I feel like Pop, it go, "Grrr" when it fan
Really was hot off the rip, while you playin'
I got the drip from my walk like I'm Dex
She tryna suck like a tick or a leach
'Posed to be you, so I see why you pressed
Aye, I'm already knowin' he cap
Lil' boy, I promise I'm really on that
Yo hoe could never compete with my hoe
I feel like Yo Gotti, 'cause I got that sack, uh-huh
Lil' bitch f*cked around, got attached, uh-huh
New whip, on slide to the max, okay
Yo mans try to reach for sumn', okay
You know I ain't goin' for that