In A Hurry

[Intro: SCY Jimm]
(Scenario got the bass knockin')
Damn
Fuck
Big SCY shit, nigga

[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Mm, bitch, I hardly miss like I'm Stephen Curry (Grraow, grraow)
Know I keep a blick somewhere close, I ain't never worried (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
In the sky with all these Jacksons on me like I flew with Zuri
If it's 'bout that cheese, you know I'ma get there in a hurry, uh (On gang, nigga)

[Verse 1: SCY Jimm]
Ran that chicken up, I turned ballin' to a hobby (Ballin' to a hobby)
Feel like Peewee Longway, got bitches runnin' 'round the lobby (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't even pick, several hoes tryna top me (Come on, man)
Heard they lookin' for me, know I'm everywhere that guap be (That check, nigga)

[Verse 2: YBN Lil Bro & SCY Jimm]
Lil' cuz want me payin' for a body
Stomp a nigga ass out in the club, blood on my Pradas
Could get this nigga whacked, but I got love for his mama
Niggas wanna see me dead, I'm wakin' up next to a chopper
Too young to die, that's why I know to shoot my gun like fuck an opper
Bitch, take this number down, I'll get you what you like, give me a drop
I'd rather thug it out, this shit be up for life, word to the guys
Trap like the haunted house, get what you need, hurry up and bounce, ho (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: SCY Jimm]
Boy, stay out the streets, I know you heard that from your mama (Huh?)
He a bitch just like his daddy, money long as Wembanyama (Come on, man)
Every fuckin' beat I get on, I'ma walk it like I'm Summer (Yeah, yeah)
All this water drippin' on me like a motherfuckin' plumber (On gang, nigga)
I'm the fuckin' GOAT, but I'm ridin' with a llama (But I'm ridin' with a chopper)
Yeah, free my niggas locked, you know I'm screamin' fuck your honor, yeah (Fuck 'em)
Bad bitch get on top, she let her hair down like Rapunzel (Yeah)
You gon' lose count tryna add me up, I'm doin' numbers (On gang)

[Verse 4: YBN Lil Bro]
Take his life and catch a flight right before the summer hit
What he do to me? Shit, I don't really fuck with him
Told that ho your business, niggas gettin' too comfortable
I get locked, won't tell them shit, even my lil' brother school
Get up in that room, singin' the blues, he ain't know what to do
Shit got real, I'm just like you, I cut off my old friends too
I'm so used to bad news, times gettin' better
Will I stop? Nigga, never, my mind trapped in the ghetto

[Verse 5: SCY Jimm]
I live with no regrets, this trappin' shit a lifestyle (This trappin' shit a lifestyle)
We finna shoot a horror film, I fuck her with the lights out (Come on, man)
You won't never hear no hatin'-ass shit come out my mouth (On gang, nigga)
Girl, you know what's up when I get you back to my house (Yeah)

[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Mm, bitch, I hardly miss like I'm Stephen Curry (Grraow, grraow)
Know I keep a blick somewhere close, I ain't never worried (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
In the sky with all these Jacksons on me like I flew with Zuri
If it's 'bout that cheese, you know I'ma get there in a hurry, uh (On gang, nigga)