SCARLET AND VIOLET lyrics

by

OmarCameUp



[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Qulan!
Bad b*tch want f*ck I said hell yeah, right on! (Omar, knock that sh*t off)
Rappers di*k riding my sh*t, tell 'em ride on
Purple my blunt, boy I'm smoking Miraidon
She wanna f*ck, I tell her hold on!
I gotta make me some munyon!
Rap game, I got a cho-chokehold on
Za game, I feel like Autobots, rollup
Rollup, rollup, rollup, rollup
I feel like Optimus PE$O, I told bro rollup
I need the backwood, 5 pack roll up
I need that vibe pack right that roll up
Counting up Katakuri, need my donuts
GT3 RS, I'm hitting my donuts, huh
Ooh wait, holdup
b*tch you ain't suckin' or f*ckin' then go on
Man life is a b*tch, boy I'm yelling out bad girl
Sig on my hip, Pokemon turned Palworld
They don't want smoke with the gang, that's a bad world
Boy I'm out of state, get the bag, make the bag hurl
Pete be a za head, ain't hear if the bong here
You ain't with gang, nah, you don't belong hеre
Gear 5 (dang)
I laugh till the sun hеre
Stay with my pole you'd've thought Wukong here
I summon one Lyft Black
It's a Chevy Suburban like ooh King Bomb here
You don't want smoke, keep it drafting and stop there
I'm talkin' rappin', that other sh*t not there
You just be tweeting and talking, that's not fair
Coach on my body, I ain't rocking Moncler
Plug up the road got more work than a job fair
I hate you actors, like what the f*ck not-not
[Verse 2: shofu]
Heard he died, I did not care
Going stupid, I checked for my brain in my head, it was not there
I got money to make, catch me serving the block
I need all of my bread, b*tch I'm fat, I do not share
She was hittin' my line tryna spread 'em or sum
Buggin' me like she was pregnant or sum
Watch me crash the whip like it was rented or sum
I was young with old bread, not no Benjamin Button
I'ma swerve on the Ducati
Who just said I go dumb? I was foolhardy
f*ck with the gang, wet him up like a pool party
b*tch I'm tryna get richer than two roddys
Might call me Scotty, I'm leaving with two hotties
Back to the crib, I caught two bodies
They eat the di*k, it was too sloppy
Hittin' they head they like, who shot 'em?
I got a new shotty, I'm finna catch me a new body
I'm finna cop me a crib and a whip (skrrt)
Call her up, I'ma hit her and dip
Got a shooter, he itchin' to hit him a lick
They gon' swing it to him, they gon' send him a pick
They gon' murder that n*gga then bring him to me
He was down in the dumps, he was stuck in the pits
No expelliarmus, I was uppin' the stick
I was Happy Chaos, he was up in the mix
Plant a seed and it grew with me
b*tch I ain't got no keys to this doohickey
Told 'em we don't f*ck around, got the crew with me
Round 'em up, they don't know what to do with me
I took his life, had his block and his boo with me
Yami Yugi, you don't wanna duel with me
All of my n*ggas is cold, don't care who with me
I'll fix him up, keep a tool with me
b*tch why they actin' brand new with me?
[Outro]
Don't ever fold
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