Maserati Slick Lyrics – Scrim

Maserati Slick Lyrics latest song by Scrim. The lyrics were written by Scott Arceneaux Jr. and produced by Budd Dwyer

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You did good, Slick
It’s a smash
Lets go, lets go, lets go

I just hopped out new whip, already high as fuck
I just took a few hits
Too gone, new phone, pick up, I’m like “Who this?”
I’ve been sipping mud, dirty cup like it’s sewage
Only love her when I’m faded off the fluid
I can feel the drugs running through my body
I was on thin ice, now my neck on hockey
When I die, I hope my bitch is buried, shotty
When I die fill my coffin up with codeine
Yeah, my bitch, she sober but she love a fucking dope fiend
I put Molly in my water, she thought it was protein
I can’t tell you what it is, but can say what it don’t mean
Northside crashing out, baby, I might OD

Okay okay, I’m on the new wave (Ay)
We pushing hellcats, I’m on a new pace (Yeah)
Iced out rollie, this here a new face (Yeah)
Still on the same shit, but in a new way
They got twin bitches, I got twin Benz’s
I got killers ’round me, and they killing senseless
Can’t tell who’s who no more, I can’t tell the difference
Don’t think I’m from this earth, dawg, I’m just too different
Pop another perc, I just upped my senses, ay
Two Glocks on me, that just my essentials, ay
Listen to yo daddy, better pushing pencils, ay
Now pause the instrumental, ay

I just hopped out new whip, already high as fuck
I just took a few hits
Too gone, new phone, pick up, I’m like “Who this?”
I’ve been sipping mud, dirty cup like it’s sewage
Only love her when I’m faded off the fluid
I can feel the drugs running through my body
I was on thin ice, now my neck on hockey
When I die, I hope my bitch is buried, shotty
When I die fill my coffin up with codeine
Yeah, my bitch, she sober but she love a fucking dope fiend
I put Molly in my water, she thought it was protein
I can’t tell you what it is, but can say what it don’t mean
Northside crashing out, baby, I might OD