Scorey Cappers Lyrics

[Intro: Scorey, Lil Roc]
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh (Gang, gang)
Uh-uh, uh (Gang, gang, gang)
Uh

[Chorus: Scorey]
PSA to all you f*ck niggas (f*ck niggas), I don't know what happened, uh (Huh)
If you never shot some shit before, then don't start rappin' (Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store, just don't be lackin' (Just don't be lackin')
Don't f*ck with no rappers, cappers, actors (Uh, uh, uh)
I hang with them splackers, they gon' push you on that platter (Platter)
We make shit disasterous, we gon' pull up and just splatter (Splatter)
We turn shit to Casper, pastor, gasper (Uh, uh, uh)
Too much blood for napkins, change 'em like before and after (Before and after)
[Verse 1: Lil Roc]
Know you never shot none before so why you acting?
We put shit on dot com, nigga, go and ask what happеned
Last nigga that tried the gang, got foldеd like a napkin
4TS would crackle, if it's that, we get to clappin'
Rookie year to year, I run my way, I make shit happen
Ten millie or the nickel on my lap while I'm in traffic
Shells fly out that switch, he bust his head all into fragments
Big dawg in my hood, I send my lil' niggas to wrap him, nigga

[Chorus: Scorey]
PSA to all you f*ck niggas (f*ck niggas), I don't know what happened, uh (Uh)
If you never shot some shit before, then don't start rappin' (Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store, just don't be lackin' (Just don't be lackin')
Don't f*ck with no rappers, cappers, actors (Uh, uh, uh) I hang with them splackers, they gon' push you on that platter (Woah)
We make shit disasterous, we gon' pull up and just splatter (Block, block)
We turn shit to Casper, pastor, gasper (Uh, uh, uh)
Too much blood for napkins, change 'em like before and after

[Verse 2: Scorey]
On them apps that boy a tweeter like to hide when it get real (When it get real)
Broenem hungry wit' them heaters, just to slide and hit your grill (And hit your grill)
Roll your mans up in this leaf because he died up in the field (How?)
Had to hide that gun from bro, he too excited off them pills (He off the pills)
Driver grab that steel (Uh), slide a Lamb' and kill (Uh)
Shush, I caught that shot up in the spine, now he on wheels (Hah)
I'm just chasin' mills, 4TS be on them drills (Drills, drills)
We stand over shit and hit his head so he can't heal (Grraah)
[Chorus: Scorey]
PSA to all you f*ck niggas (f*ck niggas), I don't know what happened, uh (Uh)
If you never shot some shit before, then don't start rappin' (Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store, just don't be lackin' (Just don't be lackin')
Don't f*ck with no rappers, cappers, actors (Uh, uh, uh)
I hang with them splackers, they gon' push you on that platter (Woah)
We make shit disasterous, we gon' pull up and just splatter (Block, block)
We turn shit to Casper, pastor, gasper (Uh, uh, uh)
Too much blood for napkins, change 'em like before and after (Before and after)