Scummy B*tch lyrics

[Intro: TheJonFamily]
(Ayy, pipe up, hoodrixh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: TheJonFamily]
You can take me home, yeah, just like a garden gnome
Why you do so much talk, you came to give me dome
Yeah, my heart, it got so cold, so I made it chrome
Yeah, I'm 'bout to slide the block, I might just leave them gone
Up, up and it's stuck, I might leave them there
I can never be no square, I got [?]
Got a white girl in the back, she [?]
Yeah, IDC, yeah, I do not care
Yeah, run in from the back, I might go back home
Yeah, I had to jump, yeah, I threw a rock, he threw a stone
I might get to bustin', get the clip, yeah, I get 'em gone
Yeah, I'm running 'round town, looking for a n*gga home

[Verse 2: Chrisnxtdoor]
Ooh
What's that right there, ooh, that's that f*cking chrome
n*ggas turn their back, look like this sh*t isn't VLONE
Been home, undefeated, b*tch, like I'm 10-0
Uh, I'm riding with a bad b*tch, finna bring her home
Okay, just like, uh, just like I'm running my sh*t, uh
All of these n*ggas, they pus*y and posing, but they wanna talk on the net
Ooh, I break her back in, ooh, I count these rackends
Ooh, I like her accent, I'm from PG, the backend
I tell that b*tch, "Hold my .45, get in action"
Mute the phone, can't have opposition catch me lacking
Ayy, yeah, never tripping 'bout a b*tch, we finna turn up
Smoking on that Ganja, pass the weed, we finna burn up
[Verse 3: TheJonFamily]
Yeah, I got some hoes in the spot ready to turn up
We the type of people, party all night 'til the sun up
Yeah, n*gga, you can run up, yeah, you might get done up
Yeah, we might turn the black out Hummer for the summer
b*tch, yeah, she hit my phone late night, that was a bummer
Yeah, hotter than the sun, we be just like the summer
[?]
Yeah, we got the choppa, get to spraying, yeah, the rich way
Yeah, I got bad hoes up off my face, got to [?]
Yeah, I can't talk to her, she too young, I might catch a case
Yeah, I might run the city, big booty, she bake the cake
Yeah, I told her I feel like I'm Tay K, I might do the race
I don't care what it take to get this f*cking million
Once I get a million, like I'm [?] for a billion
Kanye with the Ye say, Kenny with the say say
Yeah, I don't care what [?]

[Verse 4: Chrisnxtdoor]
What he say or she say, money in the briefcase
n*gga must be Philly 'cause I'm getting that cheesesteak
Oh, that's a sc*mmy b*tch, ooh, I think that b*tch is TK
Oh, she gon' learn today, I tell that b*tch to do a three-way
If you feeling lucky, I might go in for the sweepstake
Got big nuggets in this blunt, like I'm smoking on MPJ
Feeling like I am Kanel, I'ma f*ck her in my PJ's
Huh, uh, tell that b*tch to re-taste