Skar lyrics

[Intro]
Jose the plug
Are you in the mafia?

[Verse 1]
When the heat on, I'ma still have on VLONE
Sitting in the spot with a four hundred dollar tee on
You ain't never seen these before these Moschinos
Plug gotta be a bodybuilder 'cause he keep strong
I can put a b*tch in a daze with my piece on
Shoot a duck n*gga in his face, now his beak gone
Y'all n*ggas hoes, that ain't sh*t I gotta speak on
Make her suck di*k for a hour, now her knees numb
Who got some pure Fentanyl? 'Cause I need some
Is it a bad b*tch in the house? 'Cause I need one
AR with me, I will f*ck around and leave something
I don't answer phones 'cause I know you n*ggas need something
She ain't answer for you, so you thinkin' she with me, huh?
You know that she a different b*tch on the east side
You can catch me in the zone at the beehive
I heard you n*ggas all cap, n*ggas peons

[Chorus]
I got a scar, the bullets same size as a neon
Two hundred forty oranges, got 'em from my uncle Leon
n*gga looking like the jeweler just hit me with some Freon
If I can't have a threesome with y'all hoes, y'all can dip
They call me Big Slips, but I ain't coming off the hip
Each chain cost a brick, you can't pay your rent
If she don't know sh*t, this b*tch know how to trick (Mwah)
I know how to shoot, I don't know how to miss
[Verse 2]
My fiend shooting too, he don't know how to quit
Her ass fat as f*ck, but she don't know how to strip
You wouldn't know the first thing to do on a trip
I caught a zip line, get a b*tch n*gga zipped
Amiris with the rips, extended clips
I can't talk to you 'cause I'm talking money on the flip
Lil' bro and them on some real bounty hunter sh*t
No matter how hard life get, I can't trust a b*tch
Push me to the edge, all my friends dead, feel like Lil Uzi
Brown skin b*tch, hair long, she look just like Rudy
Baby, if you love me put these— in your coochie
If you do what I say, I'ma put you in some Pucci
She like Don Juli', she say the hookah boosted
You n*ggas really boostin'
If you cuff that freaky-ass b*tch, boy, you stupid
My plug got the sushi, my life is a movie
Twenty on me on a Tuesday

[Chorus]
I got a scar, the bullets same size as a neon
Two hundred forty oranges, got 'em from my uncle Leon
n*gga looking like the jeweler just hit me with some Freon
If I can't have a threesome with y'all hoes, y'all can dip
They call me Big Slips, but I ain't coming off the hip
Each chain cost a brick, you can't pay your rent
If she don't know sh*t, this b*tch know how to trick (Mwah)
I know how to shoot, I don't know how to miss