DJ Mustard - My Scrilla lyrics

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DJ Mustard - My Scrilla lyrics

[Hook] b**h I'm a grind for my motherf**ing scrilla Most likely I'm a die with my fingers on the scrilla My scrilla Haha [Verse 1] Uh All about the currency, smoking on that purple weed My b**h doing tricks on my dick like a circus freak Pop, pop that p**y like I put in the microwave Make you feel some type of way I don't feel nothing, still puffing on that real muffin My girl from Houston so that's trill f**ing Every time we kick it, I peel something Walking up with A's on I get high so much that all my f**ing days long Life short, ask the people on the life support You'll get no reply Ask em who popping, they gon' say, "Stoney Wright" Yeah I get it popping like pills going down your throat, don't choke I don't vote, just barely turned 18 this August b**h I go the hardest, flow is so flawless So lawless cause I don't listen to officers The game just changed, heartbeat ain't' on the monitors Adida Gang the highest, you can see it in binoculars See me on my Twitter but I'll never be a follower Told her I'm a bust a daughter in you daughter's mouth but only if she swallow her If you ain't get that then then you probably f** your palm Chill out b**h you just need to s** a bong Hit the smoke then hit a hoe If it's that codeine then I sip it low All I see is a bunch of a** kissers without no mistletoe I flip y'all off with my middle toe Hah [Verse 2] Pour it, sip it, lick it, dip it, flick it Is you f**ing kitten? Smelling fishy and you actin little pissy Well piss off cause all your music getting sh**ted on On top of Texas what I sit upon I'm a king, Adida leafs on my crown tho My b**h's a** like a secret, keep it down low They say Stoney "You must be out yo, motherf**ing cranium" When I see the enemy, there's nothing saving 'em I ain't a k**er but don't make me have to take that route Cause it's full speed ahead and I ain't never slowing down Blowing out k**er smoke, gun smoke Punch holes in the wall when I'm pissed off Hip-Hop, will never be the same Before long all these kids gon scream Adida Gang Flacko already knew that but he got locked up Free my f**ing brother and everybody getting caught up This that South Texas beach flow Where everybody like to party and never do they drink slow And Ty and Marcus still puffin that weed smoke Those the realest motherf**ers here at Camden If it ain't' d** or money, I don't understand it Time Alone 3 gon be the best tape that you heard this year Coming from a young kid working on a strong career So hashtag that T-A-3 And I'm a do my thing while I rep AG Ah Ahh [Hook (2x)] b**h I'm a grind for my motherf**ing scrilla Most likely I'm a die with my fingers on the scrilla My scrilla (5x) My scrilla, my scillas, my scilla, (5x) My motherf**ing scrilla Lil' b**h

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