Scene, Pt. 2 Songtext
von Dthang

Bunny out, bunny out (Like)
Bunny out, bunny out (Like)
Pour one, lay back, start geekin′
Nah, I know what's goin′ on (Gang)
Ayo, Y to the G, G to the Sky
Never put on before my Wop (Grrah)

I'ma sauce to they show with my .30 like stop (Like)
He can't run from the beam
I know they mad I throw the jet up
But they know my heart is still green
On the highway, get low from the D′s
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream


I'ma sauce to they show with my .30 like stop (Like)
He can′t run from the beam
I know they mad I throw the jet up
But they know my heart is still green
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain't hear him scream

They like, "Can you back it, you butter?"
But I got a pack of Berettas
Like, sell they whole ting, I′ma shoot through the sweater
And we up, nigga, what they can tell us?
Pour one, lay back, start geekin′

Like we truly poppin' the spot
Oh, she wanna stay for the weekend
But I heard she fuck with the opps
But I tell her, "Bunny out one time"
You put your hands on your knees
Like, when you bring up New York, better say my name
′Cause niggas ain't bigger than me
Look, I ran up a hundred this week

If it ain′t 'bout money, can′t speak
Like geek (Like geek)
We gon' turn up to the beat
Like geek (Like geek)
We gon' turn up to the beat (Grrah)


I′ma sauce to they show with my .30 like stop (Like)
He can′t run from the beam
I know they mad I throw the jet up
But they know my heart is still green
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream

I'ma sauce to they show with my .30 like stop (Like)
He can′t run from the beam
I know they mad I throw the jet up
But they know my heart is still green
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain't hear him scream
On the highway, get low from the D′s
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream

It's up, then fuck it
Like we just gon′ let this shit drop
Like throw up a O, then we ain't first pumped in
Them niggas not fuckin′ with us
Some merch that I brought really came from Nuptin'
I know they mad that I′m up

Like, look, you stuck
I know that your girlfriend a bum
Like, I could name like a hundred reason why they hate me
One, 'cause I call they bluff
Like two, nigga, who you trust?
Three, nothin' ain′t happen to us
I could name like a hundred reason why they hate me
One, ′cause I call they bluff
Like two, nigga, who you trust?
Three, nothin' ain′t happen to us

I'ma sauce to they show with my .30 like stop (Like)
He can′t run from the beam
I know they mad I throw the jet up
But they know my heart is still green
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain't hear him scream

I′ma sauce to they show with my .30 like stop (Like)
He can′t run from the beam
I know they mad I throw the jet up
But they know my heart is still green
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream
On the highway, get low from the D's
.30 So loud, I ain′t hear him scream

Gang, gang
Push that teeth, that nigga make it
Jiggle before we shoot him, yeah (Grrah)
Grrah, grrah (Like)
Like, RP Woo (Like)
RP Glo (Grrah)
And long live Rock (Grrah)
And long live Beast (Grrah)