Fruity Pebbles

[Intro]
(Chee on the beat)

[Verse 1: ScarLip]
Bitch, I'm smoother than a baby ass
See through 'em like a cup of glass
Red beam, that's that nigga ass
And I got a couple hundred in the stash
You better knuck if you buck, nigga
Don't got a beam, you in luck, nigga
Hundred choppers, leave you stuck, nigga
And I empty the clip on them fuck niggas

[Chorus: ScarLip]
That nigga fruity, just give him a pebble
I don't think he can handle this metal
Niggas talkin', but quick to rebuttal
I talk to my angels, but dance with the devil
I swear that boy is a dumb-dumb (Dumb-dumb)
Bullets gon' fill up his tum-tum (Tum-tum)
Bon appétit, nigga, yum-yum
Just call him Ricky the way that he run-run

[Verse 2: ScarLip]
See, Timmy? He was an average kid
But me, I was a savage kid
I walk in the spot, start blastin' shit
If you give me a gun, then I'm blastin' it
Fuck all that beef, yo, I'm tryna get chicken
My young niggas went out on a mission
She said she hot, well, I need me a witness
How you got a deal, but you still in the trenches?
I told my baby to get an abortion
Never lackin', I'm Christopher Walken
I know it's lookin' like I do not care
But I want you to know that I think of you often
I got a bitch named RiRi (RiRi)
I cannot wait 'til she see me (See me)
She get more wetter than Fiji
She wanna fuck 'cause she see me on TV

[Chorus: ScarLip]
That nigga fruity, just give him a pebble
I don't think he can handle this metal
Niggas talkin', but quick to rebuttal
I talk to my angels, but dance with the devil
I swear that boy is a dumb-dumb (Dumb-dumb)
Bullets gon' fill up his tum-tum (Tum-tum)
Bon appétit, nigga, yum-yum
Just call him Ricky the way that he run-run

[Verse 3: TaTa]
My arm made of steel, I walk around with metal
And if he got beef, it's nothin' we can settle
In the spot, on, yeah, everybody, I'm not dancin'
A nigga try me, he dancin' with the devil (Pussy)
A demon, I pull up on him and I'm squeezin'
I leave him, I promise you better believe it
Damn, bad bitch, hide the knock where her weave is
Bitch, I want everything 'cause I need it ('Cause I need that shit)
Damn, damn, like
How you go to the store to buy drip and then die in that fashion? (And then die in that shit)
Everybody gon' freeze when these bullets start taggin' (Grrt, boom)
They don't wanna play no more, throw the flag in
But I thought rule number one no lackin'
I'm laughin', I'm tired of these niggas keep cappin' (These niggas be cappin')
I'm off the Julio, I swear I'm not crashin'
I walk through the front, nigga, give me my backend (Just give me that shit)

[Chorus: ScarLip]
That nigga fruity, just give him a pebble
I don't think he can handle this metal
Niggas talkin', but quick to rebuttal
I talk to my angels, but dance with the devil
I swear that boy is a dumb-dumb (Dumb-dumb)
Bullets gon' fill up his tum-tum (Tum-tum)
Bon appétit, nigga, yum-yum
Just call him Ricky the way that he run-run