Dumbfoundead - S.C.R.A.M lyrics

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Dumbfoundead - S.C.R.A.M lyrics

[Intro] Scrizzy, scrizzy S.C.R.A.M [Verse 1] Threw on a white T and 501 jeans Jammed everything I can in my pockets, car keys With a box of backwoods, weed, card, and my visa I would never leave the crib without these, bruh Made my way out my building full of crackheads Picked an eighth up from the rasta with the fat dreads Couple daps now I'm 'bout to go and stack bread Cause a closed mouth don't get fed, that's what dad said With that said, met up with the homie Breezy Grabbed breakfast, got my eggs over-easy Started plotting 'bout the next few months Got a tour and an album so we gotta move, son [Hook] They out to chit-chat til the sky pitch black But I'm busy, S.C.R.A.M Holla back Scrizzy S.C.R.A.M Going heavy on the man I'm going heavy on the man Scrizzy, scrizzy, scram, scrizzy Scrizzy, scrizzy, scram Scrizzy scram Crooked letter C ram I'm going heavy on the man Scrizzy, scrizzy, scram, scrizzy Scrizzy, scrizzy, scram [Verse 2] Headed to my whip, give the valet man a tip When I see a group of kids and they asking for a flick So I pose, they get close, but they taking hella minutes though Let me guess, camera setting was on video Traffic on the 10, get a call from my friend While I'm talking on the phone, get pulled over by a pig Like a dick he wrote a ticket, but I ain't losing time at all S.C.R.A.M, middle finger while I'm driving off To the studio, put him in a rap Put his first, middle, last name, number on his badge That's a wrap, mix it down, then release the f**ing track [Scrizzy S.C.R.A.M] don't tell me to relax [Hook] [Verse 3] Okay, we vibing off the demo I'm mobbing with my kin folk I made a left on Pico To swoop this little nympho We headed to the function I love this b**h's steelo I took her to the key club We cut a gang of people Easy access, homie I'm that good Trees and capsules, liquor with handles She's an actress, little miss Hollywood Scenes on my mattress, iPhone cla**ics Damn, isn't S.C.R.A.M life fantastic I said damn, don't we got a flight to catch In the morning, drop the the chick off, then I dips off I'd rather listen to my hit song [Hook]