$cott $immons - Prime (ft. StoneCold Bastard) lyrics

$cott $immons: (Intro) Die beside my f**ing nine I'm up in my f**ing prime (Verse 1) Dead batteries no crime scene Infinite ammo Lead on the crime scene Blood on my blade Not left on the scene Blood on my hands Just ran from the scene Got designer and I'm k**ing these broke dudes Tec 9 tucked in my waste f** what you say Not bout the money get up out my face Leaving these rappers disgraced I'm in my prime f** what you say f** the DA f** the whole world I do not damn play You shooting these blanks All of your words don't mean a damn thing I'm in the fields of hell It burns more than you think I can't make this pain go away StoneCold ba*tard (Verse 2) Ay ay I got blood on my Stussy Leather glove gripping the uzi Spraying everybody So you know we still f** every body Ay Gunning for the top Yeah I'm gunning for the guap Make that f**ing p**y pop Ay Bands that make her dance But Stonecold made her rock Ay Every time we go We get it in Told you I don't f** with gin Unless you got a friend Unless she lesbian Then I'm out the f**in booth Ay Then I pull out and let loose Give out the kush That mob deep Yeah I mob deep In a f**in Jeep Then I'm swerving in a f**in 6 They talking They need to split Extended clips Yeah we hit a lick Retaliate and then we bust out quick Had SVR We screaming f** that sh** I told ALDO take the whip But he gone off a pill (Outro) For real Ay Ay In my prime co*king back this nine $cotty with the shotty He gonna bout to hit it Ay (intelligible)