SIN - Steal the Scene lyrics
rate meYo, charge fire
The riot while the master
You mad cause all the pretty hoes ask for sins
Aha, break this while I rode this shit
Spaced out I’m on my flying loaded shit
All I do is smoke, all I do is drink
Niggers so coded, probably need a mink
Pretty nice she’ll remind me of a Lia
I do got that auto...
You love me and you hate me fuck with me alive
2 for one and 4 for two
We switching the positions like...
Meet me here tonight keep it tight on some sweet shit
Right before that, we getting wavy on the beaches
I know you love my style, don’t you love my stylo?
Meet me here tonight keep it tight on some sweet shit
Girl I know you gas, you gassing some B shit
A match made in heaven with them killers out
Bottles of...you know what I mean
Bout to kill tonight, we bout to steal the scene
Bottles of...you know what I mean
Bout to kill tonight, we bout to steal the scene
Cause I’m cool to call the code
Shopping like I’m Coca-Cola
Go for steady loca mona
Copy me get ran over
I’m a motherfucking solider
Cameras on the grass coded
Cover up and coming up
I ain’t never coming up
Cooking up and cursing for
Cut you like a shade
Try your best to get me sprung
You know I’ll be fucking
I ain’t busting till you get you one
Word on the street, you’ll be lurking like a freak
Baby I will blow your spot
Cause your top will make you leak
I’m gonna knock it out the park
Shorty I won’t play the part
Let’s go tear that thing apart
You could never have my heart
Just meet me here tonight
Keep it tight on some sweet shit
I know what you like
I’m the type that will peep shit
I want it on sight
More than the light I like the sea shit
Rapping up I’m on some beep shit
Meet me here tonight keep it tight on some sweet shit
Girl I know you gas, you gassing some B shit
A match made in heaven with them killers out
Bottles of...you know what I mean
Bout to kill tonight, we bout to steal the scene
Bottles of...you know what I mean
Bout to kill tonight, we bout to steal the scene
