El Paseo Scrim

[Intro]
Pull the trigger Budd Dwyer
Hahahahahaha

[Chorus]
Just bust a bitch down on the lowkey (On the lowkey)
Fuck with me, baby, I got that forty (Got that forty)
Got that dope that can give you a nosebleed
I quit poppin' pills and I quit smoking, yeah
Line up, line up, check out my designer (Designer)
I just let it sit on my recliner (My recliner)
Line up, line up, check out what I'm holdin' (Holdin')
AK-47, make your dome bleed

[Verse]
Bitches wanna see me, wanna act hard (Act hard)
Probably pissed 'cause I just knocked down their broad
Cooking, cooking, catch me with an apron (Apron)
I just sold out Cleveland like I'm LeBron (LeBron)
Line up, line up, wanna see me act out (Act out)
Bitches trippin', they wanna see cash now (Cash now)
I'm on a plane, not talking astral (Astral)
Hit a new dimension, talkin' cash now (Cash now, woah)
Baby, you and me should probably take it slowly
Not the one you should be fucking lowkey
I got problems, plenty shit you can't see
Bust out, .223 it's getting ashy (Go, go, go)