​nightmare on the northside 2 - Scrim

You did good, $lick
We shoot them bitches up and by next week I'm back out trick or treating
We shoot them bitches up and by next week I'm back out trick or treating
Oh-hoo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We shoot them bitches up and by next week I'm back out trick or treating
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We shoot them bitches up and by next week I'm back out trick or treating
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We shoot them bitches up and by next week I'm back out trick or treating
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We shoot them bitches up and by next week I'm back out trick or treating
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, step the fuck up, bringing that thunder
With my gunners, better take cover
Pull up, fuck discrete (Discrete)
Ride with the whole fleet (Yeah)
Shoot up the whole street (Yeah)
Fuck it I'm too deep (Yeah, yeah)
All my guns just G-LOCK, ain't no safety (Damn, damn)
My mama gave birth to Satan, no mistaking (Damn, damn)
All my habits gonna chauffeur me to my casket (Damn, damn)
Savage grippin' that fucking full metal jacket (Yeah)
Man, shoot that bitch (Yuh, yuh)
Shoot that bitch again (Yuh)
(Yuh, yuh)
Got that heat, pull it out the bag like it's trick-or-treat
Blow his high, blow his fucking mind, fuckboy R.I.P (Oh-hoo)
T-I-T-T-Y B-A-B-Y smoking vanilla sky (Yeah)
W-E, double the T, O, you can bet your bitch been by (By, by)
T-O double M, Y, cruising that five with my lil' boy $lim (Grey)
S-C-R-I-M, bitch, I'm him, crowned the king of hymns
200K on a Benz and it got no tint, so you bitches know it's me (North, north)
I'm gettin' head from a bitch and this my revenge from when she ain't notice me (North, north)
Every day I get a call from my boy Kyle, talking 'bout more Ms, more Ms (What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?)
Coming in, coming in, doubling, tripling, stock price dividends, I ain't got time to spend
Yeah (Ayy), these motherfuckers hate that I ain't struggling (Oh)
If I was dead, the same ones hating claim, "We loved him" (Oh)
Rather me OD'd like the rest and boxed the fuck up (Oh)
"Scrim, man, use your deep voice," shut the fuck up

(Ayy) No-northside, ayy
(Ayy) No-northside, ayy
(Ayy) No-northside, ayy
(Ayy) No-northside, ayy

Northside, northside who I be (Ayy)
Northside, northside who I be (Ayy)
Northside, northside who I be (Ayy)
Northside, northside who I be (Ayy)
Northside, northside

I'm from the N
Northside, 985, blow a O
Smoke my opps, when they die, rated R
Shit that bitch did in my car, black T
Hide my face with the ski, shooting H
Fuckin' numb to the face, red S
On my motherfuckin' chest you know I
Think I'm Superman when high, give her that D
I-C-K when she off that motherfucking E

(Ayy)
Northside, northside who I (Ayy)
Northside, northside who I (Ayy)
Northside, northside who I (Ayy)
Northside, northside who I, ay—

We ain't done, motherfucker
(Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)
(It's Lil Wetto, Indiana City boy, mane)
(Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)
We got one more fuckin' noise
(Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)

(Northside, motherfucker)
North, north
You did good, Slick
North, north (Ayy)
It's a Smash
North, north, north (Ayy)
North, north, north, north (Ayy)
North, north, north (Ayy), north (Ayy)

Pull up with the stick in the trunk (Trunk)
Runnin' 'round smellin' like funk (Funk)
Duckin', I'm off of that junk (Dope)
Baddest bitch up in the front (Uh-oh)
Got my whip slidin' on blades (Agh)
Run through the North like a maze (Agh)
Ride with the gang like parades (Agh)
Wetto been sicker than AIDS (Agh)
Motherfuckers know that when I say go
I mean it right now, not a minute (Go, go, go)
Switchin' up my image, I'ma push it to the limit
Cookin' boys like a motherfuckin' skillet
You don't want a visit, have them killers punch your ticket
Have 'em shootin' 'til the whole clip finished
Hoes want Slick, yeah they all dick sick, every bitch I hit like a pin-up (Oh)

Hol' up, yeah, hol' up, yeah
Hol' up yeah
Yeah, what?
Hol' up, yeah, okay
Okay, okay
Go
Woo-hoo

Don't know what I'm smokin' on but this shit deadly (Yeah, yeah)
All these broke boys smoking Mojo mixed with Reggie (What? What?)
I'm in that you can't see me, bitch, and you won't catch me (Ayy, fool)
Spent two-fifty on my diamonds just for flexing (Fuckboy)
Got that plug up on that drank like I'm from Texas (Ayy, ayy)
Back to my diamonds, I just bought it, not to wear it (Yee, yee)
I can't spend money fast enough, shit gettin' scary (Scary, scary)
I'm that ghost that haunt your dreams, that Bloody Mary (Yeah, yeah)
I'm that fiend
Killer of dreams
Pushing that buggy, uh (Oh)
Bitches wanna fuck me, might let her touch me if she lucky (Oh)
Bust out the blade, I go insane, laughing like Chucky (Oh)
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Fuck what they say, I'll push in they lane and make myself comfy, uh

North, north, north, north (Ayy)
North, north, north, north (Ayy)
North, north, north, north (Ayy)
North, north, north, north (Ayy, ayy, ayy)