Scratch Songtext

Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Mix Master Jam, Master Grand, Master Funk
Master (Flex on these haters)

This for my factors in the streets
This the boss gospel, time to practice what we preach
Feeling like a DJ cuz the scratch is in my reach
Keep a bag coming cuz I'm active on these beats
Smoking on a black, Jameson is in the bottle
I was in the hood just trying to flip a Monte Carlo
Now the Kxng is on, I'm bringing everybody I know
Loyalty is royalty, the mothafucking motto
I don't have a single second for haters, that's on my granny
Put that on her grave, it's the paper before the pennies
Man we went to Section 8 to 8 sections up in the grammys
But I'm only here for [?] fuckers
Don't understand me still I got to keep a bad Cleopatra up in the Cadillac
Thirty on the Rollie, 3-0'd it just like a battle rap
Gotta keep these phony dickriders outta my habitat
Out here tryna ride the next wave, like where the saddle at?
If I'm in my ragtop, I'ma do it for the culture
If lil mama bad, she gon' drop it for the culture
If you need you some game I could drop it for the culture
If Slaughterhouse ain't coming out, drop it for the culture
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got—
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Mix Master Jam, Master Grand, Master Funk
Master (Flex on these haters)

C.O.B. till' I die
This is C.O.B., soo soo two times
Told the whole team we'd make it in due time
Shouts to Uncle Luke cuz my crew is too live
C.O.B. till' I die
This is C.O.B., soo soo two times
Told the whole team we'd make it in due time
Shouts to Uncle Luke cuz my crew is too live

Yeah, rap game is ours
We only here for the jux
You rap niggas wack, we only here for your hooks
You strippers might be smart, we only here for you looks
We love our bad boy, they only here for the crooks
I'ma put her under the wing till baby is living comfortably
First let's start a company, then you can think of fucking me
Tired of them tired ass niggas, that's when they run to be
Easy as stealing candy from a baby, I call it sucka-free

If I'm in my ragtop, I'ma do it for the culture
If lil mama bad, she gon' drop it for the culture
If you need you some game I could drop it for the culture
If Slaughterhouse ain't coming out, drop it for the culture
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got—
Pocket full of paper my niggas we got scratch
Mix Master Jam, Master Grand, Master Funk
Master (Flex on these haters)