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Scotty!!
Hip-Hop/Rap
Scotty!! was released on December 27, 2024 by Splacho Llc as a part of the album Splacho 3
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Release DateDecember 27, 2024
LabelSplacho Llc
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Splacho Dezzy
Splacho Dezzy
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamar Robertson
Jamar Robertson
Songwriter
Moses Galiwango
Moses Galiwango
Songwriter
Desmone Derel Dickerson
Desmone Derel Dickerson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Splacho Dezzy
Splacho Dezzy
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, I like to do this shit when I got my chains on, I don't know what I'm talking about
Ha ha, yeah
I love you, Pauly
Hey, V
Yeah
Like Scottie with the beam
It's a head shot when I red dot him
Peek-a-boo, I scope the scene
Right where we spot him, that's where they shot him
Catch just stomp out, that's a red bottom
Keep a bad bitch with a bikini bottom
Pussy ocean deep, not a fish about her
Keep a full mag in the trenches riding
Don't make me have to go and bust a nut
Is that too much?
On top of dollars
In God, we trust
A profit every time I touch
Waiting on a drop
**** hollering out, what's up, Moe
Catching switches
Got them coming from the back to front doors
Lurking on all of the oppositions
Spending then telling them to get with me
Getting whatever that come with it
Might sell you the mid for the 150
Smashing the pass and I'm done with it
When I pull up, you know it's the sun tinted
Know that heat gon' sit on the passenger seat
Know I be strapped up with some in it
Finna go drop like a bomb
Ain't no telling how **** gon' come
I can make me a check by the morn
Serving up packs to the slums
Ain't worried about none of them little bitches
On the grind trying to get to the most riches
Bet mo then a stack
I double it back
And I give a fuck about who get it
Like Scottie with the beam
It's a head shot when I red dot him
Peek-a-boo, I scope the scene
Right where we spot him, that's where they shot him
Catch just stomp out, that's a red bottom
Keep a bad bitch with a bikini bottom
Pussy ocean deep, not a fish about her
Keep a full mag in the trenches riding
Don't make me have to come and swing the bend
Guess what I'm in
In the bucket, bitch
Fuck ya budget, bitch
Get crossed off like a bucket list
Big splacho on some rugged shit
Might pop up on some fuck it shit
Y'all be hands down on that sucker shit
Need a hand to move, you a puppet, bitch
Who-Ha
Dezzy finna run round
Tell me how you move, like a band bitch, one sound
Maximum effort and minimum stress
Gettin it pronto like this was express
Better pay if you owe me, bitch, nevertheless
You can dip you can dodge, but it's never the best
You can run, you can hide
Shit I love me a quest
Face down when arrive, dam he a test
I'm all about we, but focus on self
I'll read me a bitch like PDF
I'll roll on a **** like a CDL
Can't fool with a fuck **** far-d-well
I done been broke is a joke and a broke boy
A few of my friends gettin money I dopeboys
Pay me that money and I'll be your chauffeur
Bringin it back, bustin down a Toyota
Came a long way now we lookin' at grow farms
Big weight, kno a **** need both arms
Big bands, kno a **** need both thumbs
Money and Za
Damn, I need both of em
Splacho the brand, or Splacho the strand
If I ain't round, then fuck with my mans
Just be about your business and never forget it
You can still get it
It's still on demand
Like Scottie with the beam
It's a head shot when I red dot him
Peek-a-boo, I scope the scene
Right where we spot him, that's where they shot him
Catch just stomp out, that's a red bottom
Keep a bad bitch with a bikini bottom
Pussy ocean deep, not a fish about her
Keep a full mag in the trenches ridin
Don't make me have to go and run it up I will
Steady movin, bitch, I ain't still
Just pass me the Henny like bills
This ain't luck, you know it's all skill
Diamond cut chain, I'm on chill
This ain't counterfeit, it's all real
Don't give a fuck about how you feel
You vibin' with Momo, I'm goin' local
Just look at my bitch, you can see she a smoke show
All butter, no cocoa, gassed up
So you gotta hold the line like toto
You a bird like Do Do, Crapped out, you don't get no roll
You ug, and you ain't got no hoes
Spend the block, then spray it like afrosheen
That shit gon' make your whole soul glow
Bitch, you thot, me and my fox
You constantly makin' your moves like a bot
You say that you moving, you ain't doin' a lot
You know that I'm makin' my moves to the top
Got a few fans, cause you know I'm too hot
I know that you haters just wish that I flop
But I'm not, blowin' this money like snot
Just wait to come in some drop, bitch
Written by: Desmone Derel Dickerson, Jamar Robertson, Moses Galiwango
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