- Pivot Gang Edward Scissorhands 歌词
- Pivot Gang
- Mm, ay, you don't gotta trim your bush
You don’t gotta Edward Scissorhands
I'm tryna talk to whoever in charge,
Man, **** a middleman
You ****** my head up last time
So you know I'm tryna hit again
Last time me and squad popped up
We was tourin’ in the van
****** pull up with that Smith and I feel like Morrissey
Please, don't be afraid to block a *****
If you're really tired ignorin' me
When people watch me eat food in public
It kinda feel like a orgy
**** you doin', tellin' us to stop,
You don't even have the authority
That ***** broke your heart?
Come and **** wit' me,
You’ll never get hurt again
I’m tryna eat your *****
After I take you out like Francis Ferdinand
Skip them other ****** like some UNO cards,
And it's your turn again
Stop tryna **** wit’ them hats off
Like when Bobby Shmurda dance
You don't gotta trim your bush
You don't gotta Edward Scissorhands
I'm tryna talk to whoever in charge,
Man, **** a middleman
You ****** my head up last time
So you know I’m tryna hit again
Last time me and squad popped up
We was tourin' in the van
Uh, ****** goofy like Mongo
Mundane, I got chains, ain't no chants though
Ooh, I put babes in the front row
Where y'all at? ****** trash just like compost
Back, okay, so raise the bar, Babe Ruth
She look right then, like a officer, I'm gon' shoot
Today we eatin' Japanese, had miso soup
She say I'm the truth, I say, "That's so true"
West Side, raise 'em, I should get that tattoo
Tony Parker, pick and roll, Euro-step, Manu
Your boyfriend a teddy bear he should be in Ted 2
Hold my girl down, Remy Ma, Papoose
Try to interview me, I ain't wanna go in-depth
But no idea of anything I said, I manifest
Work hella hard, *****, no sleep I can't rest
That's why they **** wit' the bro just like incest
You don't gotta trim your bush
You don't gotta Edward Scissorhands
I'm tryna talk to whoever in charge,
Man, **** a middleman
You ****** my head up last time
So you know I'm tryna hit again
Last time me and squad popped up
We was tourin' in the van
I'm finna appease some pressure
I'm my momma seed, do devilish things
Whenever you need refreshers
Don't owe me, your B remembers
Movin' snow it feel like three Decembers
Can't tell it all, got a decent image
Get up off your knees, why you look to the east?
Where all the hoes need a limit
Real ***** been down since zero,
I think I need a minute
Send a bag, send bills, send Euros
Save it all when you trick off like a weirdo
Jump off the porch like a hero
**** a Suwoop ***** named Cripple
Bottom line is I don't wanna hear scribble
At these weak inc's, know I'm at the head
All my ****** come blowin' though, watch and go
Straight hit a ***** like we in the bed
In a motel, take 'em to the 'mo
Write a death wish,
I got the leg bringin' deals, I ain't no selfish ho
****** drunk and it went to their head
Then we called the ***** at the liquor store
Guess I'll never know what he would've said
You don't gotta trim your bush
You don't gotta Edward Scissorhands
I'm tryna talk to whoever in charge,
Man, **** a middleman
You ****** my head up last time
So you know I'm tryna hit again
Last time me and squad popped up
We was tourin' in the van
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