Scripture lyrics

[Intro]
Kaine, I love you, daddy

[Chorus]
I can't, I can't f*ck with you
And I get high like a quality picture
Came with your partner, then your friend gon' die with you
Sipping lean, no Sprite in the mixture
Walking sicko, I feel sicker
Stick on me, bullets stick like a sticker
Bullets hit him, make your man read a scripture

[Verse]
Yeah, still sipping
b*tch n*gga, yeah, I need a prescription
Trap booming like a motherf*cking business
Hollow tips hit him high, he still living
Keep hating 'cause this just the beginning
Too many killers with me, they vicious
Got a bad b*tch with me, look delicious
Got mob ties, throw your ass with the fishes
Why the f*ck you doing all that for b*tchеs?
Too much money for me to mention
You bеt, riding around in a Beam', not a Hellcat, b*tch
Gas stay on me, yeah, you smell that sh*t
Got a badass b*tch, you got a stale ass b*tch
All that work, you can't sell that sh*t?
Good gas got n*ggas mailing sh*t
Can't sell it for retail, b*tch
Before the win, I took a L, b*tch
She said, "I'm broke," I can tell, b*tch
Change your clothes 'cause you smell, b*tch
Put up racks and they failed to hit
Once them opps slide and them Glocks hit
Draco's under my stick, I got too many options
They love my sh*t, they be vibing
New whip, I'ma cop it
Smoking A1 crop, b*tch
You an informant, you a cop, b*tch
Ride low, twelve can't stop sh*t
Gang going brazy like a moshpit
.50 round all in the moshpit
Smoking cat p*ss, smoking cow sh*t
[Chorus]
I can't, I can't f*ck with you
And I get high like a quality picture
Came with your partner, then your friend gon' die with you
Sipping lean, no Sprite in the mixture
Walking sicko, I feel sicker
Stick on me, bullets stick like a sticker
Bullets hit him, make your man read a scripture