Los3r Lyrics

Hop in that skrrt skrrtt

I can't even drive

Them niggas losers

Boy you should've died

I am your tutor

Bitch you failed on god

Might be a scooter

By how this bitch ride

Hating niggas had enough of em

Bluffing nigga I don't run from em

If you want her nigga cuff some

Got that knock with me that's my plus one

Wanna fight? we can run ones

This hoe went skin tight and she got buns

Wanna die? Nigga try some

I carry six pipes like I plumb some

Take a nigga of the map

Feel like Frankie selling crack

I don't trust these niggas whack

They gon stab me in the back

This bitch tryna do me bad if I would've knew I never would've cracked

Bought that motherfucking bag I don't give a fuck I never took it back

I ain't even

I ain't even that type nigga for real

Bitch just lost her feeling off pills

I was eighteen tryna fuck on ms fills

Beat so cold I was catching them chills

Being round you like stepping on nails

Feel like call of duty they can't fuck with me nigga I caught too many kills

Drop on a nigga Sam fisher drop on a nigga you would swear it's splinter cell

Drop on a nigga wipe yeah we wiping his nose that nigga need penicillin

Shorty was getting hyped gettin hype on a nigga I told her we bringing bill

Bitch on my life gotta try cannot die nigga I gotta get me a million

Hop in that skrrt skrrtt

I can't even drive

Them niggas losers

Boy you should've died

I am your tutor

Bitch you failed on god

Might be a scooter

By how this bitch ride

Hop in that skrrt skrrtt

I can't even drive

Them niggas losers

Boy you should've died

I am your tutor

Bitch you failed on god

Might be a scooter

By how this bitch ride