She just hit my phone, please don't call me, yuh
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
Okay
Yuh
Aye, Bring your friends along we gon' f*ck 'em and carry on
I'm in the airport tryna stuff all the racks in the carry-on
Nigga flexing all that money, his bank says it's overdrawn
Flex, uh, flex, uh
Nigga check the specs
Nigga money short call him tyrannosaurus rex
I done seen it all, niggas get money, niggas get vex
But I'm not mad, long as I'm getting money you getting less
She just hit my phone, please don't call me, yuh
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
Get yo bitch, I keep f*cking these whores
I'm bout to go cop me the Scat just cause I'm loving the way that it roar
You must be smoking that pack, yo bitch finna f*ck, and f*ck some more
If it's up, then it's up to the lord, I'm bout to watch these off the shore
Why she watching me like I'm a Tik Tok?
I know wassup tell her to kick rocks
No joking don't think that I'm Chris Rock
I hit from the back till her hip lock
Yum yum, Sour Patch Kids
You a L, you not even mid
I buy out, I don't gotta bid
I'm doing my magic they thought I was Sid
It's easy, I'm dropping top like a lid
She just hit my phone, please don't call me, yuh
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
Nejay - Scat Pack 2 Lyrics
Nejay - Scat Pack 2 Lyrics
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She just hit my phone, please don't call me, yuh
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
Okay
Yuh
Aye, Bring your friends along we gon' f*ck 'em and carry on
I'm in the airport tryna stuff all the racks in the carry-on
Nigga flexing all that money, his bank says it's overdrawn
Flex, uh, flex, uh
Nigga check the specs
Nigga money short call him tyrannosaurus rex
I done seen it all, niggas get money, niggas get vex
But I'm not mad, long as I'm getting money you getting less
She just hit my phone, please don't call me, yuh
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
Get yo bitch, I keep f*cking these whores
I'm bout to go cop me the Scat just cause I'm loving the way that it roar
You must be smoking that pack, yo bitch finna f*ck, and f*ck some more
If it's up, then it's up to the lord, I'm bout to watch these off the shore
Why she watching me like I'm a Tik Tok?
I know wassup tell her to kick rocks
No joking don't think that I'm Chris Rock
I hit from the back till her hip lock
Yum yum, Sour Patch Kids
You a L, you not even mid
I buy out, I don't gotta bid
I'm doing my magic they thought I was Sid
It's easy, I'm dropping top like a lid
She just hit my phone, please don't call me, yuh
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
Okay
Yuh
Aye, Bring your friends along we gon' f*ck 'em and carry on
I'm in the airport tryna stuff all the racks in the carry-on
Nigga flexing all that money, his bank says it's overdrawn
Flex, uh, flex, uh
Nigga check the specs
Nigga money short call him tyrannosaurus rex
I done seen it all, niggas get money, niggas get vex
But I'm not mad, long as I'm getting money you getting less
She just hit my phone, please don't call me, yuh
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
Get yo bitch, I keep f*cking these whores
I'm bout to go cop me the Scat just cause I'm loving the way that it roar
You must be smoking that pack, yo bitch finna f*ck, and f*ck some more
If it's up, then it's up to the lord, I'm bout to watch these off the shore
Why she watching me like I'm a Tik Tok?
I know wassup tell her to kick rocks
No joking don't think that I'm Chris Rock
I hit from the back till her hip lock
Yum yum, Sour Patch Kids
You a L, you not even mid
I buy out, I don't gotta bid
I'm doing my magic they thought I was Sid
It's easy, I'm dropping top like a lid
She just hit my phone, please don't call me, yuh
I just hit decline so she salty, yuh
Oh no no she was a baldy, yuh
I'm in the crib so long feel like a zombie, yuh
In the crib so long
Strapped up like a CK thong
Step on niggas, leave a mark like I'm Neil Armstrong
Groupie bitches tryna f*ck, okay bring your friends along
Writer: Nejay Hyde
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