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Fish Scale
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Hip-Hop
Fish Scale was released on June 18, 2015 by Next Records, LLC as a part of the album 1983
album cover
Album1983
Release DateJune 18, 2015
LabelNext Records, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ETO
ETO
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alvin Olavarria
Alvin Olavarria
Songwriter

Lyrics

Y'all been slinging crack since the '80s, mama
Oh, don't you ever let me see you fix your mouth to say that
Me and Ms. Ann been slinging since the '60s
Double-ups, half ounces, ounces, grams, kilos
Birds, chickens, eagles, bricks, boulders
Cake, weight, hard, soft
However you want it, ****
Huh, fish scales, whatever
Stoop house with the chaperone, blender and acetone
Rag top, bread box, bag of stones
The coke cost a arm and a head
I could afford it with that .38 long in the leg, I would've bought it
But instead, I misled whoever brought it
Had to flush most of it down the toilet
Dollar-roll benches with the vintage
Talkin' 'bout the difference, them oldheads listened
They tell me, "Don't shit where you eat"
But I had to, I ain't catched a lick in a week
I was past due, but when I put my infant to sleep
I am that dude, everything that's bitter and sweet
That's when cash rules, fish scale wins, I'm gettin' intel lint
Until they put us in the big jail in
Huh, you know the MO, draw slow, squeeze fast
Pull the lint off a ski mask, vash
Yeah
Champion hoodie, a package of 'caine
Shit, I used to stand in the rain, back in the Maine now
Shake them kids dice, takin' shit light
Couldn't wait to get right, that's when traffickin' came
Yeah, tell 'em it's gettin' dark though
I was gettin' cut-up eight-balls from Marco
Heavy on the set, bet, every narc' know
Desi in the sweats, fresh, let a dart go
Yo, I don't let foe surf
No, put that on my old earth
Yo (**** too hungry, gotta know thirst)
I'm still gettin' new money off blow first
Same story I spoke for years
Fight the wave until the motion clears
My older peers spite the days when the oath was feared
It ain't nothin' like that, what he kicks over blow and beer
Just hit me on my Blackberry
Written by: Alvin Olavarria
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