[Chorus: CTS Scrilla]
The point of this album is to make you trip
I hit your bitch and then i dip
I run your shit and then I dip
I shoot your shit and then I dip (bah bah)
I grip her shit and let it rip
I aim that clip and let it flip
You claim you Crip but got no drip (no drip)
Scrilla, where was you? nigga I skipped (skip)
Long necked beetle looking nigga Chris bosh (uh)
I show my money she say oh my gosh (wow)
I get that cash then I hit the dash (skrrt)
Me and my homies, were thicker than glass
I call em up they on yo ass (bah)
Call them trash while you sit on your ass nigga
[Verse 1: CTS Jayy]
Yeah we starting with a trip and drip
Starting to make me lose my grip
Gotta reload my clip
Yeah we got that drip
Making that sniff
[Verse 2: CTS Scrilla]
Aye
Uh
Pockets fat, your bitch is really flat (flat)
Skrt the Benz so hard the tires going flat (skrrt skrrt)
I don't fuck with any type of rat
I only hoop and spit
I only fuck your bitch
Yall say it fake bitch I’m legit
Hella confident these audiomack views will be lit (Lit!)
So, effortless i make niggas quit
My Glock so bad it send dms to you
Scrilla put me on a song, bitch who are you (who?)
She say she want a car, so i capped a mini coupe
This 4g auto make you sick, i give you grandmas soup
Gotta fly outta state to get my new tattoo (tattoo)
Scrilla, you're unknown, that may be true but nigga so are you, bitch
[Verse 3: CTS Survivor]
Imma shock that nigga like an eel
Bullets to the chest how you feel
I wear gray sometimes even teal
Your girl pussy, my midnight meal
[Chorus: CTS Scrilla]
The point of this album is to make you trip
I hit your bitch and then I dip
I run your shit and then I dip
I shoot your shit and then I dip (bah bah)
I grip her shit and let it rip
I aim that clip and let it flip
You claim you Crip but got no drip (no drip)
Scrilla, where was you? nigga I skipped (skip)
Long necked beetle looking nigga Chris bosh (uh)
I show my money she say oh my gosh (wow)
I get that cash then I hit the dash (skrrt)
Me and my homies, were thicker than glass
I call em up they on yo ass (bah)
Call them trash while you sit on your ass nigga
Uh
The point of this album is to make you trip
I hit your bitch and then i dip
I run your shit and then I dip
I shoot your shit and then I dip (bah bah)
I grip her shit and let it rip
I aim that clip and let it flip
You claim you Crip but got no drip (no drip)
Scrilla, where was you? nigga I skipped (skip)
Long necked beetle looking nigga Chris bosh (uh)
I show my money she say oh my gosh (wow)
I get that cash then I hit the dash (skrrt)
Me and my homies, were thicker than glass
I call em up they on yo ass (bah)
Call them trash while you sit on your ass nigga
[Verse 1: CTS Jayy]
Yeah we starting with a trip and drip
Starting to make me lose my grip
Gotta reload my clip
Yeah we got that drip
Making that sniff
[Verse 2: CTS Scrilla]
Aye
Uh
Pockets fat, your bitch is really flat (flat)
Skrt the Benz so hard the tires going flat (skrrt skrrt)
I don't fuck with any type of rat
I only hoop and spit
I only fuck your bitch
Yall say it fake bitch I’m legit
Hella confident these audiomack views will be lit (Lit!)
So, effortless i make niggas quit
My Glock so bad it send dms to you
Scrilla put me on a song, bitch who are you (who?)
She say she want a car, so i capped a mini coupe
This 4g auto make you sick, i give you grandmas soup
Gotta fly outta state to get my new tattoo (tattoo)
Scrilla, you're unknown, that may be true but nigga so are you, bitch
[Verse 3: CTS Survivor]
Imma shock that nigga like an eel
Bullets to the chest how you feel
I wear gray sometimes even teal
Your girl pussy, my midnight meal
[Chorus: CTS Scrilla]
The point of this album is to make you trip
I hit your bitch and then I dip
I run your shit and then I dip
I shoot your shit and then I dip (bah bah)
I grip her shit and let it rip
I aim that clip and let it flip
You claim you Crip but got no drip (no drip)
Scrilla, where was you? nigga I skipped (skip)
Long necked beetle looking nigga Chris bosh (uh)
I show my money she say oh my gosh (wow)
I get that cash then I hit the dash (skrrt)
Me and my homies, were thicker than glass
I call em up they on yo ass (bah)
Call them trash while you sit on your ass nigga
Uh
( CTS Scrilla )
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