Schemin lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uhh, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)


[Chorus]
Now turn up that sh*t
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Turn to a monster, huh
Turn to a demon, yeah
Right there in the darkness
They plottin' and schemin' (Plottin and Schemin)
Your hoe at my crib, she slippin' the semen
I nut on her tongue
Shawty, she swallow it, eat it
You know I ride with the Nina
Field boy, not in them bleachers (Yeah)
Feelin' real low off a xan'
Act fried, get hit with the pan

[Verse]
Act fried and get hit with the K, pullin' up chop stick, broad day (Yeah)
This sh*t real big like Rod Wave, fall out the sky and break the stage (Buh)
Get back up and then get on the rage
I'ma rock out the show, I'ma rock out your b*tch (b*tch)
She got me hard as a rock in this b*tch
I'm a real nine, b*tch, and I'm locked in this sh*t (Yeah)
Grrr (Hooh)
[Bridge]
(Phew, phew) (Phew-phew-phew) (Phew)
Drum it, drum, drum, drum, drum, drum, drum (Phew-phew-phew)
Drum it, drum, drum, drum, drum, drum, drum (Phew-phew-phew)
Drum it, drum, drum, drum, drum, drum, drum (Phew-phew-phew) (Rrr)

[Chorus]
Now turn up that sh*t
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Turn to a monster, huh
Turn to a demon, yeah
Yeah, right there in the darkness
They plottin' and schemin' (Plottin and Schemin)
Your hoe at my crib, she slippin' the semen
I nut on her tongue
Shawty, she swallow it, eat it
You know I ride with the Nina
Field boy, not in them bleachers (Yeah)
Feelin' real low off a xan'
Act fried, get hit with the pan