FUCK THE SCENE Lyrics

Malevolence prevalent be more benevolent

Sold my soul to god now I feel heaven sent walk out the store with a bag and your whore

I don't do it no more less you see me on tour got her on all fours beggin to me for more

We went to store just to pour a whole four

Spilled lean on jeans robins from last week

On her knees till she weak in her throat she don't speak

Pop me a bean only if that shits Green

Its still fuck the scene little bitch

I'm the scene

Bitch I'm the scene fuck that bitch on the sink

I wear Philip Plien you still buying from Shein

Bullets bald tips lookin like Mr clean

See me in the ski then you know its a scheme

Firm on the prices I'll beat up a fiend

Disaster might tax you a fucking fee

Pour me a river red green n pink

I don't sip yellow the fuck did you think

She hit me said hello now she tryna link

I won't hit that hoe cuz the bitch low-key stink

Gone in a second the moment you blink

Tats on my body bury me in ink

Freak in the sheets your bitch always on me

She down for the team bop it bitch

Betty boop I'm off the goop I forgot who are you

Robins my jeans and my denims stay true

I got wings I'm so fly I been flew

Stick to the paper jus like I was glue

Cheddar my pockets my shit turning blue

Do this for my brothers I'd die by my crew

Gave your bitch space when she asked for the moon

Stalking my story with all of your Goons

Beat that boy ass had to chip that boy tooth

Stars on the ceiling when I drop the Roof

If you wanna come only got room for two

You gotta man bitch fuck your dude

I paved the way bitch I paid all my dues

I Been dropping hits and I been dropping clues

The second I smile you gonna see my jewels

Your jewelry not gold its made to fool fools

Made to fool fools me and you are not cool

Your full of shit grab the horns of the bull

Disaster a taurus crowned king time to rule

Stay sharp in the shed girl I'm gods greatest tool

Boy you a middle man you just a mule

I just made a band shout out the Taliban

Turban on me I beat the travel ban

Malevolence prevalent be more benevolent

Sold my soul to god now I feel heaven sent

Walk out the store with a bag and your whore

I don't do it no more less you see me on tour

Got her on all fours begging to me for more

We went to store just to pour a whole four

Spilled lean on jeans robins from last week

On her knees till she weak in her throat she don't speak

Pop me a bean only if that shits Green

Its still fuck the scene little bitch

I'm the scene

(Its still fuck the scene but little bitch I'm the scene)