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Scrape It Off (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Don Toliver)
Pusha T
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I just scraped it off the top Cut it off the road, off the curb, off the block I was already sold out of work by ten o'clock Too deep in the streets Felt that pain but it meant a lot Whenever she calls, the work I gotta do I'm movin' with a tool (Yeah) I paid it out in full, oh Yeah, uh Yeah, uh Tell me what I gotta do Pull up in a bucket coupe (Skrrt) One for me and for you (Huh?) Yeah, like what the mother****s a roof? (Yeah) I'm off the chain, don't cut me loose, yeah I'm off the chain, I'm off the noose (The noose) Yeah, get ’em picked off, Bentley white like cotton (Cotton) Presidential so good, my doors don't gotta lock 'em (Yeah) Wash the dirty money with the Oxy I miscount 'cause I'm off an Oxy Yeah, hese niggas faker than a damn proxy Callin' my shooter he said, "Copy" Get that nigga plucked like a boogie I like riches hit like noogies How the **** you ain't scared of no nigga But you scared to put on your hoodie? (Yo' hoodie) Man, my buzz light like Woodie I just scraped it off the top Cut it off the road, off the curb, off the block I was already sold out of work by ten o'clock Too deep in the streets Felt that pain but it meant a lot Whenever she calls, the work I gotta do I'm movin' with a tool (Yeah) I paid it out in full, oh Yeah, uh New toys (New toys), convoys (Convoys) Hundred carrots on my neck, my boy That a hundred bunny rabbits tryna get, my boy (My boy) From the cabbage I collect, my boy Heard you niggas is gorillas, let me check, my boy (My boy) Say nothin' silly you regret, my boy 'Cause we got banana clips on the TECs, my boy (My boy) And I can send it in a text, my boy Thumbs up or the emoji with the flex, my boy (My boy) Personalize every threat, my boy Toll free (Toll free), that's direct, my boy And if you need a couple keys I'm the connect, my boy Off the top I just scraped it off the top Cut it off the road, off the curb, off the block I was already sold out of work by ten o'clock Too deep in the streets Felt that pain but it meant a lot Whenever she calls, the work I gotta do I'm movin' with a tool (Yeah) I paid it out in full, oh Yeah, uh
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