call911tothescene lyrics

[Intro]
1919
1919

[Chorus]
We got brand-new sticks, we got brand-new Scars (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
SRT, fast whip, SRT my car (My car, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Go-go f*ck on your b*tch, 'cause I am a star (Gon' f*ck up)
Yeah, yeah, go watch how you whip, I got sh*t in here, yeah, le-let's go
Talk about them Percs, I got them in here, yeah, uh, hold up (Let's go)
Twenty-four for some jeans, hold up, my slime still serve fiends, yeah
We still poppin' beans, yeah, we-we still at the scene, hold up (Jump out)

[Verse]
This pistol not clean, duckin' heads, put this beam, huh
I'm with 19, huh (19), this b*tch like me, yeah
In my white tee, I'm as fresh as I be, hold up (Hold up, hold up)
Hellcat pull up whinin', b*tch, do you hear the roar? Yeah (Yeah)
Fit go retarded, I-I ain't even wore it yet
Pull up, ''What's up, shawty? Wanna go to war?'' Yeah (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
Way too hot, I'm flyin', I'm flyin', I'm soarin' (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
Across the world, I'm tourin' (Tourin'), you sittin' on your ass, ayy (Ho, hey)
Shout out to my dad, ayy (Let's go), he raised a good lad (Haha)
Big choppa hit you (Let's go), b*tch, that's—, b*tch, that's not the issue (Yeah)
Grab your mom a tissue, bet they all gon' miss you (Beep)
I can't even diss you (Won't diss you), 5.56, it hit you (Ha)
Big-big V, I'll pick you, yeah, yeah, GG, you tissue (b*tch)
[Chorus]
We got brand-new sticks (1919), we got brand-new Scars (1919, boop-boop-boop-boop)
SRT, fast whip, SRT my car (My car, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Go-go f*ck on your b*tch, 'cause I am a star (Gon' f*ck up)
Yeah, yeah, go watch how you whip, I got sh*t in here, yeah, le-let's go
Talk about them Percs, I got them in here, yeah, uh, hold up (Let's go)
Twenty-four for some jeans, hold up, my slime still serve fiends, yeah
We still poppin' beans, yeah, we-we still at the scene, hold up (Jump out)

[Outro]
(Brr, brr, brr, brr)