Crime Scene lyrics

[Verse 1: YCK]
b*tches with double A’s running their mouths
But no I’m not talking bout batteries
They try to pave a new lane to get clout
But I don’t remember that mattering
Death of the globe, letting chaos ensue
Rituals and all these seances due
Nothing but havoc, I torch em' like maverick
I’m copping bandanas, say f*ck to a camera
Age of the internet, all the ways intersect
Paths that I’ve taken have ended up incorrect
Postеd up inside a clinic
I murder careers of thesе wannabe types, I’m a cynic
Pop and I drank these pills, they take shape
Of my motherf*cking guts, no shame to break bank
Passed out cold, no way to stay awake
And then you can see me tripping and faded up onstage

[Chorus: YCK]
Pulled up, chalk been drawn, it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded, b*tch I might be
We don’t roll with you, it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout' the sh*t that you’re producing
Pulled up, chalk been drawn, it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded, b*tch I might be
We don’t roll with you, it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout' the sh*t that you’re producing
[Verse 2: Seanny Sol]
Yo, see I been patient, too passive
But here's some aggression
Cause' I ain't impressed by you trash spittin' ass actors
Don't know if it's skill or maybe the talent but either way
sh*t, y'all lack it, really y'all just need practice
I could probably teach classes, but that don't mean
That y'all'd pass it
"But I ain't braggin"
They just don't equip the sh*t that Seanny spit cause'
"I'm about action"
See I handle bidness, I need a witness
"Seanny Be Cashing"
Like I hit the bank and made it break, they give, I take
And still I chase the bag till' I win the race
I dream chase cause' rap sh*t gone bring me places
Gone and face it, y'all n*ggas basic
n*gga I spit killer like Jason
Rippin' the writtens everytime I step in a booth to this rap sh*t
My voice like magic, I
I ain’t the best but I earn respect that boy flex when he catch the vibe
I ain’t pressed for time, but by looks of this watch I got
It’s my time n*gga, don’t be shy, give Sol the shine

[Chorus: YCK]
Pulled up, chalk been drawn, it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded, b*tch I might be
We don’t roll with you, it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout' the sh*t that you’re producing
Pulled up, chalk been drawn, it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded, b*tch I might be
We don’t roll with you, it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout' the sh*t that you’re producing