Wednesday

Don't show my face like the most wanted
All of this paper got dogs barking
Catch me strutting through the six nigga
I treat the street like a red carpet
Scarlxrd is on beast mode
I take shots I don't reload
Puffin on green like I'm Ceelo
Fuck the keys, I've got cheat codes
My savage friends have all lost it
They don't sit and pree comments
They don't tweet or do gossip
But they'll blast a man like Team Rocket
Wanna act slimy, slip and then run up
Go on then try me, tell a man fuck off
Never been a long ting
Still grab a boy by his neck
And send hits to his skin like a drummer
Got my cash on repeat like a stutter
Young boy wonder, rowing these numbers
Came from the gutter where they stick up a sucker
Hide [?] tools and the cash in the duffer
The workers they tell me to slow down
I don't ever take a sick day
They don't know, well they know now
I run with the cash like a relay

I'm so fly, style on sky, on cloud 9, fuck what they think
Deep in some pussy I'm the zombie guy
I could die 9 times and I still would win like ay
No one can kill off my vibe, stars in my eyes
Like a nigga couldn't blink, yeah
Baby girl met me tonight, took me upstairs
And she sucked on my dick, yeah
All of you niggas are shit, yeah
I put my name on my fist, ay
Hundred racks before 18, woah, just off the white on my chin, woah
I put the white on her lip, ay
Shawty so bad and she thick, yeah
She said she loving my accent, imma fuck her and her friends
This is the shit that I spit when I'm gone off the JD
None of these niggas can change me
Got my heart broken when I was broke
Now a niggas rich single and crazy, yeah
I'm on some bachelor shit, two bad [?] go mad for the kid
I know that I changed, you know that I changed
Everything changed but my pockets are thick

All of my women are 'licious
I only talk baddies and riches
My girl said I'm bad in the kitchen
She left me for acting suspicious
Celebrate life with the whole team
They think they're [?] but they're not me
You niggas write comments I don't read
You talk about my life like I'm gon' see
Love when they type, but I don't see it I'm legally blind
[?] on [?] back to life
I see it, I like it, I cop it, don't care 'bout the price
Fuck up the check, three days later
Got my whole bank account looking alive
I do not care 'bout the shit that they talk about
[?] to them niggas [?] came back to life, oh jeez

I don't keep cash in my wallet, uh
I put the check on my words, yeah
All of these baddies are on me
And I like it, okay yeah
I cannot talk to you niggas, ay
Spent my day fucking on figures, yeah
Imma go run up the digits
She ain't fucking I'll leave it, yeah yeah
I'm so gone, gin has got me fucked up
She texts me: Whatever; I reply saying: Whatever, yeah
I got the [?] in my, yeah
Money solved all my problems, yeah
Hunnid racks all on my body, yeah
Suite life but no lobby, yeah yeah

SCAR, LXRD
Where’s the gin? Let’s get fucked up