🎵 Warm up sessions SBTV // by Skrapz

5 ContributorsWarm up sessions SBTV Lyrics [Intro] Boom SBTV Warm Up Sessions Big boy Skrapz, the one and only Listen, boom [Verse] I make the .35 spin like casino I bust my gun when I want, I be moving like Zino Wrap a nigga up inside a black bin bag and throw him in the sea and tell that nigga go and find Nemo Niggas making deals with the jakes, not me though, it's not the way we grow I be in trap with the windows blacked out like I'm tryna make weed grow Breaking down kilos with Kilo, listening to Ceebo Send a young buck to go reload Told him roll solo, don't roll with no Amigo Big suitcase like he's tryna go Heathrow Go and link this Portuguese don, his names Figo Looking at my shoe it's not Gucci, it's Hugo Came a long way from Hi-Techs and Muzuno, tell me what do you know Man said that I'm hard, I've been killing them for years, I just tell a man cool bro I ain't going on the roads with no taser .35 ting, no scope, no laser My chest looks stocky in my blazer Probably drum rollin' with my vest like I'm going to play quasar All I ever wanted was to make my money major, got my doctor telling me that I got money man behaviour Free my brudda inch, swear down miss my niggas Free dewy, free funds, free Jazzy, free Jigga Black kush got my eyes red up like ketchup Whipping up yayo, got it looking like mayo Red and green on my crep, cabbage and tomato My niggas mash P's, all your mashing is potato Catch me in a whip with a clip full of hollows All blacked out, I be looking like a shadow Make a mans future look shallow And if I see a man today, you ain't seeing man tomorrow Mask round my face got me looking like Zorro Filthy five-0 Might have man under Obbo I be circling my yard before I park up my car, looking in my rear view to see if anybody followed Niggas ain't heavy like me, they ain't ready like me They don't never bruckshot, they ain't teddy like me They was on a push bike, I was in my X3 Beep beep, blue jeep coming through and that's me Red bus coming tru', double decker, that's you Run and go and tell the down that I'm back, part 2 And my life's real life, nuttin' like cartoon Self made, I ain't never been fed by spoon Catch me on the block chilling with the stars like moon Blowing up like balloon I'm just tryna get my P's right and then I'm pulling up in suttin' new Might be black, might be gun metal grey, it might blue Niggas said they wanna take me out I'm like who? All them man are small fries, tell them man there just cool I don't wanna have to put my bullets in my pistol Pull up on your block and have you niggas playing dodgeball Niggas ain't hard like Skrapz, not at all Praying on my downfall, who cares fuck 'em all My niggas on the rise, we be terrorizing guys Pull up in a white van, hopping out like surprise