Scary Site 1

Album cover art for "Scary Site 1" by Why G & Baby2

Why G & Baby2 - Rap, Trap

Scary Site 1

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Duration: 2:50

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[Intro] (Keystone) [Verse 1: Baby2 & Why G] Put a sixty in metal, my soda still bubbly Pouring up lean, drank, muddy Too much racks on this drip, bitch, please do not touch me And this bitch from the K, but I can be a hubby Still break down the brick while I'm dunking the undies Still hit me a strip tryna catch me a Duppy Still got this blick man that shit getting dusty When the youngin' make him chip shit down to the rusties If I can't get a whip right now, link a bucktee Let me perk up this ranty I'm a deal with you lovey In the trap with the revi kick up feeling comfy Give him one to the belly like that nigga hungry One to his head, crack it like Humpty Dumpty Big .358 sound like a pumpy I pour up lean when I'm grumpy Keep a glizzy, it's impossiblе to jump me Hit with the switch, now you crumpin' Dust him, he ain't know glizzy havе buttons Bun him, done him, my nose the only thing runnin' Your cousin, shoot him in the mall like Husbands And you know that I hold a hundred [Verse 2: Baby2 & Why G] Skrrt, that's what you hear when we cut it So many shots, man, that boy couldn't duck it And I'm outside your house, in your trash like a Muppet Just give me the drop and we comin' My cro spin the block, heard the boy heard the bounce, buck it Brand new Glock, hold the box, I'm a stuff it Never gave me a shot but right now I can bruk it And I got what you want, hit my line we can plug in Get sent to the stars right there where the sun is Opp thot, I'm still tryna fuck it Chip down a whole wops, my band will runnin' Your bando so slow, you can't move a onion I ball on these niggas like Brian My shooter do homework, then complete assignment Bust a brick out that wrapper, it's looking like diamonds If the lean cheap then you know I'm a buy it Don't gotta think twice, bad bitch like Ice Spice Gamble my life, I don't need dice Four chains but I still need ice Come buy a brick for a neat price Chrome heart jeans, 10k for the Levi's Keep a gun on me, you know I don't exercise Keep it on the hip, you can call it hypnotize [Verse 3: Baby2 & Why G] Got a tallup beside me and that shit like knee high Got hitters from the west to the east, got street ties I was broke as a bitch, I forgot what that be like I can make the bro spin, get hit with the 35 I get nigga flipped, all it take is a green light Can't throw a peace sign Don't let me catch him at the red light, leave him by the street sign I ain't shooting from the headlights, I'm a on feet guy High off of a dead guy, he from the P side Walk on the block, no way I'ma speed by Talk just to talk, man, he don't wanna leave guys He lookin' phony, I let the neens' fly Niggas sweet like some honey, get them a beehive He drop that lo', we gon' find him Cro on the run, I'm gon' hide him I'm tryna drill but not drivin' Big glizzy fuck up the environment Bad bitch, she want me to nut inside it She eat up the dick but don't bite it Presi' on my wrist, buyin' 'em The new gun, I got it so giant Silencer, I tell my gun to be quiet My opps are not eatin', I think they on diets Pour the lean in a Hawaiian I'm too hard to kill, they think I'm on science Fly him, like he got wings or he might be a pilot Johnny Depp, I'm a Caribbean pirate Cash on deck, I don't want your consignment Money and violence, kill shit, got me 'fore sirens Your bitch, she admire, fuck her till she tired Her pussy so wet but it's fire McDonald's the only thing that I'm gon' buy her If I get caught, I'm a liar

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Credits

Writers
  • Why G
  • Baby2