Lyrics Bloodcutters – Scar

Scar Lyrics – Bloodcutters

Singer: Bloodcutters
Title: Scar

I’ma pull out my AR, call that b#tch a Scar
I don’t give a f#ck, who the f#ck you think you are?
I’m just posted with my bros and we going hard
Belt shining, brighter than a f#ckin’ star

At Clock-Town, look up, and I see the moon
And that moon gonna crash down right at noon
I’m just posted with the gang and we finna goon
Counting money, counting all da-f#ckin-bloons

Drop T-Town know that I’m finna loot
Fit hard as hell, yeah I know I’m f#cking cute
Black hiking Timbs, yeah those my f#cking boots
Finna ball out, wearing Trues, man f#ck a suit

Run away ‘fore I hit I with that AK
Let it spray-spray better f#ckin pray-pray
Sun shining, in the field were I lay
Posted wit the Big Man, bumping Black Kray

Nine rings, b#tch you know I come from Mordor
All these badass b#tches, I’m the one they adore
Kill you drag your body down to thе shore
I’m posted with my bro, that’s Bodywhorrer

Big knivеs, No Sight don’t f#cking start
Feeling blood rain down, like a work of art
Call up Terry and you know we get to blinking carts
I’ma pull out my AR, call that b#tch a Scar

I don’t give a f#ck, who the f#ck you think you are?
I’m just posted with my bros and we going hard
Belt shining, brighter than a f#ckin’ star
At Clock-Town, look up, and I see the moon

And that moon gonna crash down right at noon
I’m just posted with the gang and we finna goon
Counting money, counting all da-f#ckin-bloons
Scam yo’ #ss, I don’t care I’m making all these racks

Got yo’ b#tch on her knees she give me spit back
Head so sloppy, God it feel like water world
Fat #ss, small t#tt#es, make that b#tch hurl
Dick bigger than a tower, boy it’s something else

She say she in heat, I’ll make that b#tch melt
Got a Deagle on me, make sure that thing legendary
Clean shaven shawty, but I know her p#ss# hairy
Loser b#tches in the Gaff and they always hatin’

Boy I’m from Fleetwood I don’t f#ck with latin
You can call me the manning, like my name is Peyton
Hoe b#tch give me neck and I’m still waiting
Bodywhorrer in the cut he gave me 12 pills

Yellow jump on my body like I’m Kill Bill
Whole sword going in my body this kinda hurt
I can’t think about the next day, cause I’m off a perc
I’ma pull out my AR, call that b#tch a Scar

I don’t give a f#ck, who the f#ck you think you are?
I’m just posted with my bros and we going hard
Belt shining, brighter than a f#ckin’ star
At Clock-Town, look up, and I see the moon

And that moon gonna crash down right at noon
I’m just posted with the gang and we finna goon
Counting money, counting all da-f#ckin-bloons
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