Ybn Cordae – Scotty Pippen lyrics

[Intro]
Maddox on the beat
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Ayy cook it up, whip it up faster
Diamonds cold swear that sh** from Alaska ayy
I’m getting close to disaster ayy
Boy tell that sh** to my pastor
I was flipping, whipping, dipped in the kitchen
These n***as tripping, put the game in submission
I’m Scottie Pippen but I ball like a Piston
The shotty rippin in a f**ed up position
[Verse 1]
The game is over, my pain is over
You a lame, a joker
You can’t catch me plus my flow is nasty
And my name is vulgar
YBN, go and try again, we be the flyest friends
I do my thing
Plus I pull some strings just like a violin
Let me tell you bout my life and my troubled past
Momma’s car got stolen, took the shuttle pa**
Re-up from three bucks, copped the duffle bag
Please bruh off these nuts, go and rush some cash
And now we winning again
My brothers spending a band
My n***as posted on the block, damn I be sinning with friends
I’m chasing twenties, Benjamins, and breaking barriers too
My family rich for generations, I might marry a Jew
[Chorus]
Ayy cook it up, whip it up faster
Diamonds cold swear that sh** from Alaska ayy
I’m getting close to disaster ayy
Boy tell that sh** to my pastor
I was flipping, whipping, dipped in the kitchen
These n***as tripping, put the game in submission

I’m Scottie Pippen but I ball like a Piston
The shotty rippin in a f**ed up position
[Verse 2]
My lifestyle too wild I know
Everything change with a new high low
Fifty bands, what I cashed in, my show
I got that gas to stay hydro
I’m too great, I don’t have rivals
n***as be telling speed dial 5-0
Cause these n***as be fake
I’m a winner these days
Motherf**ers be sweet, with a hint of cheesecake
Syrup spilling, coughin’ penicillin
Heads turning walking in the building
Ledge burnin’ often I’m a villain
Was deserted, brought up by some real ones
Had to catch it reckless, was a daily
Momma calling checking on her baby
Took a trip to Texas going crazy
Eating beats for breakfast, I’m elated
I was stressing, blessings on the way
Dropped out, no testing me today
Murder tracks, I bet I beat the case
Red bone she built like LisaRaye
Stack my chips I bought my Frito Lay
I don’t listen what these people say
f** a Honda, n***as need a Wraith
Damn the whole team eating great
[Chorus]
Ayy cook it up, whip it up faster
Diamonds cold swear that sh** from Alaska ayy
I’m getting close to disaster ayy
Boy tell that sh** to my pastor
I was flipping, whipping, dipped in the kitchen
These n***as tripping, put the game in submission
I’m Scottie Pippen but I ball like a Piston
The shotty rippin in a f**ed up position (ah)

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