NunChuccs lyrics

[Intro: Ghost Magneto]
Mm
Scoot Up Gang
Mob ties
Mm (Avo)

[Chorus: Ghost Magneto & BG Kenny Lou]
More pipes than a plumber, these n*ggas be bums and they bummer (Northside)
Never gon' do it, they gon' bump it (Uh-uh)
Still up in traffic like bumper to bumper (Still up in traffic)
And my name hot like the sun in the summer (And my name hot)
This a G-Wag, n*gga, this not a Hummer (Skrrt, skrrt)
Shoot this AR, make it look like you crumpin' (Fah, fah)
We get to dumpin'
Still puttin' bodies in the motherf*ckin' dumpster (Still puttin' bodies in the motherf*ckin' dumpster)
Double my stick and that b*tch look like nunchucks (Ugh)
Yeah, and that b*tch look like nunchucks (Like nunchucks)
If my partner play, might have to kill my partner, we ain't f*ckin' 'round 'bout them dollars (We ain't f*ckin' 'round 'bout them dollars, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See, it cost for these carats, I ain't never been average, got double-G all on my collar (Got double-G all on my collar, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Balenciaga on the pedal, I ain't never been scared of these n*ggas, I'ma scoot up, pop 'em, and chop 'em (I'ma scoot up, pop 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah)
n*gga ain't duckin' no problems (Huh)

[Interlude: Lil Jairmy]
Pull up on anything (Duckin' who? What the f*ck?)
Scoot up on 'em, hrrr (Who is you, pus*y ass?)
[Verse 1: Lil Jairmy]
Scoot Up Gang, we'll get a n*gga straight (Gang)
Set trippin' get a n*gga shot in the face (Gang, gang)
Already know I got racks on the way (Huh?)
When you really gettin' cake, all these n*ggas gon' hate (b*tch)
Homie got shot, I guess that was his fate (Huh?)
I been goin' crazy and I don't know what to think (Ah, ah, ah)
I said I quit, but I'm still on the drank (Still on the drank)
The f*ck is a bottle? pour up out the pint (Pour up out the pint)
Big-dog status, n*ggas know I got rank (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I said it, I meant it, take that to the bank (b*tch)
n*ggas wan' stop me, they know that they can't (Skrrt)
I hop in the Benz, it push-start and it crank (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I ride with that chop, what the f*ck did you think? (Huh?)
n*gga play with the gang, he get killed for a chain (pus*y-ass n*gga)

[Verse 2: Peso Peso]
Pull up with choppers, scoot up and pop him (Bah, bah, bah)
Scoot up and kill a n*gga in some Pradas (Blah)
I'm hittin' stains, I got P's in my closet (P's, trap, trap)
These are Balmains, I'm not rockin' no Robin (No, no)
I can't complain, I been livin' real marvelous (Hey)
Talk about money, b*tch, don't get me started (Peso, Peso, Peso)
All of these snakes on my motherf*ckin' body (Hoo, hoo, ayy)
f*ck it, I mix the Gucci with Versace (Drip, splash)
We scoot up and pop, then skrrt off in an Audi
The opps gettin' caught 'cause they scoot up so sloppy (Sloppy)
Your b*tch on my di*k, she gon' suck it so sloppy (Woo, sloppy)
I broke on that b*tch when she walked in the lobby (Go)
I scoot up in Benzes, skrrt off Maserati (Skrrt, skrrt, fah, fah)
That chopper gon' kick, b*tch, it's no way to rob me (No)
I'm breakin' on b*tches that lookin' like party (Drip, splash)
I just spent ten racks in Neiman Marcus (Sauce)
[Chorus: Ghost Magneto & BG Kenny Lou]
More pipes than a plumber, these n*ggas be bums and they bummer (Northside)
Never gon' do it, they gon' bump it (Uh-uh)
Still up in traffic like bumper to bumper (Still up in traffic)
And my name hot like the sun in the summer (And my name hot)
This a G-Wag, n*gga, this not a Hummer (Skrrt, skrrt)
Shoot this AR, make it look like you crumpin' (Fah, fah)
We get to dumpin'
Still puttin' bodies in the motherf*ckin' dumpster (Still puttin' bodies in the motherf*ckin' dumpster)
Double my stick and that b*tch look like nunchucks (Ugh)
Yeah, and that b*tch look like nunchucks (Like nunchucks)
If my partner play, might have to kill my partner, we ain't f*ckin' 'round 'bout them dollars (We ain't f*ckin' 'round 'bout them dollars, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See, it cost for these carats, I ain't never been average, got double-G all on my collar (Got double-G all on my collar, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Balenciaga on the pedal, I ain't never been scared of these n*ggas, I'ma scoot up, pop 'em, and chop 'em (I'ma scoot up, pop 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah)
n*gga ain't duckin' no problems (Huh)

[Verse 3: Ghost Magneto & BG Kenny Lou]
Look, know what I'm sayin'? Young n*gga scootin' on the Razor (Scoot, scoot up)
Big Glock 40 with a di*k and a laser (With a di*k and a laser)
Bands on your brain, tryna see what you're thinkin' (On your brain)
I'm good on the pus*y, lil' b*tch, no, thank you (Uh-uh)
Just don't come late on my payment (Northside)
Thirty-one shots out the Glock, no aimin' (Pew, pew)
Leave a n*gga sh*t on the pavement (Ugh)
44 Patek, n*gga, this be the jumbo (Jumbo Patek)
My wrist in the pot like I'm cookin' the gumbo (My wrist in the pot)
She all on my di*k, but, b*tch, that's where my gun go (Don't hit the Glock)
My whips, they be reekin', I'm all 'bout the gun smoke (Fah)
My young n*gga creepin', boy, I'll get you done for (My young n*gga creepin')
Go straight to the paint, n*gga, I had to dunk on 'em (I had to dunk on 'em)
I'm straight from the H, n*gga, I pop the trunk on 'em (Trunk, trunk)
And my n*gga get hungry and eat you for lunch, don't he?
Northside (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4: BG Kenny Lou]
Big G by the fee (Big G by the fee)
Skrrt, skrrt with a whole 'nother f*ck n*gga Patek, n*gga must not heard about me (n*gga must not heard about me)
Yeah, I'm still catchin' plays like R.I.P. Trey, 'cause, n*gga, that's just how we eat (That's how we eat)
I invested up in all these K's, got a n*gga feelin' safe in the middle of the water where it's deep (In the middle of the water where it's deep)
If I'm f*ckin' with that ho, she paid and she know I can't stay, I'ma punch in that pus*y and leave (I'ma beat up her cheeks, then leave)
And I'm smokin' good weed every day, Kenny kush to the face, this sh*t here not havin' no seeds (This sh*t don't have no seeds)
And I'm livin' life every day, I'm just scootin' down the K, still got the K up on me (Got a K on me)
And I'ma just profit and win, I did it for 10 and Twizzy and DJ and Wing, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)

[Chorus: Ghost Magneto & BG Kenny Lou]
More pipes than a plumber, these n*ggas be bums and they bummer (Northside)
Never gon' do it, they gon' bump it (Lou Lou)
Still up in traffic like bumper to bumper (Skrrt, Scoot Up Gang, yeah, yeah)
And my name hot like the sun in the summer
This a G-Wag, n*gga, this not a Hummer (Skrrt, skrrt)
Shoot this AR, make it look like you crumpin' (Fah, fah)
We get to dumpin'
Still puttin' bodies in the motherf*ckin' dumpster (Still puttin' bodies in the motherf*ckin' dumpster)
Double my stick and that b*tch look like nunchucks (Ugh)
Yeah, and that b*tch look like nunchucks (Like nunchucks)
If my partner play, might have to kill my partner, we ain't f*ckin' 'round 'bout them dollars (We ain't f*ckin' 'round 'bout them dollars, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See, it cost for these carats, I ain't never been average, got double-G all on my collar (Got double-G all on my collar, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Balenciaga on the pedal, I ain't never been scared of these n*ggas, I'ma scoot up, pop 'em, and chop 'em (I'ma scoot up, pop 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah)
n*gga ain't duckin' no problems (Huh)