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Scy Jimm - Vett Lyrics

[Intro]
I, I, I, I just, I just be goin' on this bitch, I don't even
I don't even be rememberin' half of the, the shit I be sayin' and shit, I swear to God, this shit
All this shit be off the top, on gang
These niggas not fuckin' with me
Know what I'm sayin'? Big SCY shit
Know what I'm sayin'? Big T2T
These niggas know I'm Trained 2 Trap, you know what I'm sayin'?
Big SCY, Sack Chasin' Youngin, these niggas know what is, come on, man (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God)

[Chorus]
Ayy, young nigga aimin' for success, reach for my chain, I'm aimin' for your neck, yeah, ayy (Grraow, grraow, yeah)
Keep talkin' crazy, you get wet, we at your head, no need to wear a vest, on gang, ayy (Bitch, we at your motherfuckin' head, nigga)
You niggas don't get no respect, boy, stop that lyin', you ain't never seen a check, ayy, ayy (You ain't never seen no fuckin' money, come on, man)
Big dog shit, I know I'm rookie, but I'll still pull up in a 'Vette, nigga (Skrrt, ayy, skrrt, ayy)

[Verse]
My name ain't Abraham, bitch, I ain't tryna do no linkin' (Uh-uh)
Lil' bruh, he'll black out with the stick, he don't do no thinkin' (Grraow, fah)
I be sippin' lean, my lady want me to stop drinkin' (Ooh)
They say how you get your money? I told them I'm into bankin' (Hahaha)
Cold heart, I got that fire up on my fuckin' waist (Grraow)
Nigga tryna run down, I'ma let it eat his fuckin' face (Hoo)
Let him try to run, do his ass like Ricky, ain't gon' be no chase (Ricky)
.38, that shellcatcher, ain't gon' be no trace (Ayy)
Nope, smoke him like a fuckin' vape (Fuckin' vape)
Niggas can't stop my shine, so they fuckin' hate (So they fuckin' hate)
And, bitch, I'm paid in full like my name Ace (And)
We already paid, now I'm tryna see how this fame taste (Come on)
I thought the beat was off, that bitch came back (That bitch came back)
I said I was done with her, but then I came back
Last time I took a Perc', I was trippin', but I can't blame that
Everywhere I go, it's a gun, bitch, I can't lack (How the fuck?)
[Chorus]
Ayy, young nigga aimin' for success, reach for my chain, I'm aimin' for your neck, yeah, ayy (Grraow, grraow, yeah)
Keep talkin' crazy, you get wet, we at your head, no need to wear a vest, on gang, ayy (Bitch, we at your motherfuckin' head, nigga)
You niggas don't get no respect, boy, stop that lyin', you ain't never seen a check, ayy, ayy (You ain't never seen no fuckin' money, come on, man)
Big dog shit, I know I'm rookie, but I'll still pull up in a 'Vette, nigga (Skrrt, ayy, skrrt, ayy)