Big Scarr feat. Offset – Fantasy
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Big Scarr – First Time In Vegas
Lyrics First Time In Vegas – Big Scarr
Run through the game like I’m cheatin’
Now I ball every season
You n**gas talk s**t from the bleachers
My b**ch, she bad, she conceited
I cut n**gas off if they hatin’, they really be leeches
Regular Glock, but it came with two pieces
This life like a poster, this P go through pieces
Said he got motion, but that n**ga greedy
Them young n**gas catch you and turn into hitters
I used to the trap on the block, you ain’t seen
Trap n**ga don’t give a f**k ’bout the four seasons
Straight eight the charger, high speed the police
The city too hot, take a trip to Tahiti
Water my neck and my Richard is Fiji
I thumb through a check and my fingers start bleedin’
Got all these drugs, I be high for no reason
I hit from the back, she be creamin’ and screamin’
Phew, Hellcat, f**k a Demon
We the ones kill ’em, them n**gas be timid
I went and got me a bag
I know that’s why they mad
Or I think the b**ch is the reason
Ice on my teeth, she can’t see when I’m cheesy
Can’t save her
How I’ma stay me for Jesus I’m playin’
I just might show you some s**t you can’t tell
Free all my n**gas locked up with no bail
Uhh, narcs hit the spot without ringin’ a bell
Fresh off that s**t and get rid of the scale
I was back on the block when I got out of jail
They try to get me, but them n**gas fail
Pray to the Lord and send n**gas to Hell
I hit the road, don’t get s**t through the mail
With vaccum seal bags just to cover the smell
Run through the game like I’m cheatin’
Now I ball every season
You n**gas talk s**t from the bleachers
My b**ch, she bad, she conceited
I cut n**gas off if they hatin’, they really be leeches
Regular Glock, but it came with two pieces
This life like a poster, this P go through pieces
Said he got motion, but that n**ga greedy
Them young n**gas catch you and turn into hitters
Fill him up with them shots ‘fore he feel he was weezy
First time in Vegas, this s**t gettin’ outrageous
So Icy the gang and we rockin’ out stages
Smokin’ exotic, my body feel lazy
If I’m on a beat, then you know I went crazy
Slidin’ sincerely, widebody Mercedes
Keep talkin’ my s**t ’cause I know they can’t take it
Three hundred racks off of dice on the table
Remember them days when a n**ga wasn’t able
We was just turnin’ them to haters
It’s crazy how n**gas be switchin’, but that s**t a favor
Baccarat smell on my clothes and the paper
And recipe dark ’cause I’m smokin’ on flavor
Straight from South Memphis, we never had cable
And momma could barely put food on the table
Now she want her a house in the Hills with the acres
Run through the game like I’m cheatin’
Now I ball every season
You n**gas talk s**t from the bleachers
My b**ch, she bad, she conceited
I cut n**gas off if they hatin’, they really be leeches
Regular Glock, but it came with two pieces
This life like a poster, this P go through pieces
Said he got motion, but that n**ga greedy
Them young n**gas catch you and turn into hitters…
Written by Big Scarr & BandPlay
Produced by BandPlay
Big Scarr | 2022
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