Big Scarr - Detail Lyrics

Woah, Frozone
Woah

Yeah, I hit your bitch at the hotel (at the hotel)
It's givin' wings with the rotel (rotel)
Spot got hit, now we trappin' out the motel (out the motel)
Big body, Maybach V12 (woah, woah) (I just need my space right now)
Drive it like a Chevy, every corner make it fishtail (skrrt)
And I got 'bows, what's a fish scale?
Hit a nigga up, now they hollerin' out, "Get well" (oh well)
I won't let it slide, it don't sit well
Spray a nigga car, that's a Double R detail (get 'em up outta here)
And we got 'bows on retail
Yeah, they way cheaper if you tryna get a whole sale (get 'em up out of here)
Spent change on my neck like a wishin' well
Cappin' in your rap, nigga livin' in the fairytale (cap)
Mink fur on me, yeah, it came from a polar bear
Jack of all trades, I ain't playin' fair (no)
Rich-ass nigga long way from the welfare
Now I hit the mall buyin' Moncler (dope)
Take somethin', nigga, I dare you, to these rap niggas I cannot compare (uh-uh)
We don't sellout 'round here, nigga, we share (yeah)
Nigga want smoke, we want war, we declare it (yeah)
Drip, water my neck like a faucet (drip, splash)
High-speed the NOS, with the Glock I ain't tossin' (zoom)
Dripped in high fashion, you know this shit cost me (yeah)
Really 'bout action, these niggas just talkin' (these niggas just talkin', huh, bitch-ass nigga)
Get off of my blunt, this boy here got me coughin' (this boy got me coughin')
Ask your homeboy how it feel in a coffin (how it feel in a coffin)
Crucify gang, nail his ass to the cross (nail his ass to the cross)
Rap money good, but them bags gettin' off (yeah, yeah)
These niggas rats, tryna pay this shit off
I got out the way, turned myself to a boss (yeah)
Now I get on the beat and get paid just to walk (just to walk)
I can't reply to the rumors, they false (no)
If a opp die, they gon' say it's my fault (what?)
I could, but I don't brag on the shit that I bought (uh-uh)
I'm taxin', yeah, bitch, I need ten just to talk (yeah)
Nigga talk down on my name for the clout
I make it look easy, I'm the reason they rap (I'm the reason they rap)
Can't post in the trap, get it in, get it out (get it in, get it out)
Too street for the industry, I can't adapt (I can't adapt)
These rap niggas lame, no, I can't give 'em dap (yeah)
My lil' bitch, she gangster, my Glock in her pouch (my Glock in her pouch)
Said I was done with them Percs, I relapsed (I relapsed)
Get high off my mind 'til my body collapse (my body collapse)
Don't shoot out no car, we pull up and hop out (hop out)
Classy and nasty, I slipped the ho out (slipped the ho out)
Ran to the plug, he told me, "No more droughts" (no more droughts)
If I'm on the stage, then the Glock in my crack (the Glock on my crack)
If I'm in her DM, my dick in her mouth (dick in her mouth)
I hit a opp BM, now he want some clout (now he want some clout)
Yeah by the AM, I put the ho out (put that ho out)
You reach for this chain, we gon' shoot up the crowd (we gon' shoot up the crowd)
Speak on a wax, you get whacked just for runnin' your mouth (woah, woah)
Boy, don't get whacked 'bout no petty shit (woah)
Don't think 'cause I rap I won't get with this shit and pop out
Might do a drill in my jewelry
Dracos and carbons, got choppers on choppers on choppers
And my handgun got a coolin' kit
Niggas steal sauce, but don't know what to do with it
I got a point, but ain't provin' it (I ain't provin' it, nah)

Gang (no, yeah, no)
Let's go (let's go)
Let's go (let's go)
Been done talkin'
Big Grim Reaper Gang
Snatch your soul, can't get your soul back
Let's go