[Intro: DJ $crim, DJ Tag 1, and DJ Tag 2]
DJ Scrim, nigga!
Okay, okay, okay
Now here's a little story that I gots to tell
About a couple grams of weed that I tried to sell
Girly hit me up, said she need an eighth
I told her, "give me ten—and I'd be right at yo-"
NOLA!
Coast to coast mixtape DJ's!
Coast to coast DJ!
[Verse 1: DJ $crim]
Okay, okay, okay
Now here's a little story that I gots to tell
About a couple grams of weed that I tried to sell
Girly hit me up, and said she need an eighth
So I told her, "Give me ten, and I'll be right at her place"
Pulled up at the condo, gave a knock on the door
What I seen next, yo, it had me on the floor
Then repliеd, "Hey, Scrim! Surprise!"
And then I took my hands, and I rubbеd my eyes
She said she's out of money, but got something for me
And then opened her legs where the sun ain't sunny
I said, "Hold up, honey, I need my paper!"
And then following that will be a blowjob later
Ole' Boujee ass girl, pulled out three twenties
Told her don't ever, ever play with my money
Hit the front door like a fire exit
Then Dirt scooped me up in the four-door Lexus
Then we went to the store, copped a few Phillies
Blew a few blunts, said, "Thank you, Miss Lilly"
Headed to the city where the good die young
Third coast, muddy water, West Bank coke snorters
DJ Scrim, nigga!
Okay, okay, okay
Now here's a little story that I gots to tell
About a couple grams of weed that I tried to sell
Girly hit me up, said she need an eighth
I told her, "give me ten—and I'd be right at yo-"
NOLA!
Coast to coast mixtape DJ's!
Coast to coast DJ!
[Verse 1: DJ $crim]
Okay, okay, okay
Now here's a little story that I gots to tell
About a couple grams of weed that I tried to sell
Girly hit me up, and said she need an eighth
So I told her, "Give me ten, and I'll be right at her place"
Pulled up at the condo, gave a knock on the door
What I seen next, yo, it had me on the floor
Then repliеd, "Hey, Scrim! Surprise!"
And then I took my hands, and I rubbеd my eyes
She said she's out of money, but got something for me
And then opened her legs where the sun ain't sunny
I said, "Hold up, honey, I need my paper!"
And then following that will be a blowjob later
Ole' Boujee ass girl, pulled out three twenties
Told her don't ever, ever play with my money
Hit the front door like a fire exit
Then Dirt scooped me up in the four-door Lexus
Then we went to the store, copped a few Phillies
Blew a few blunts, said, "Thank you, Miss Lilly"
Headed to the city where the good die young
Third coast, muddy water, West Bank coke snorters
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