The Scheme by Mad Sadiq Lyrics
[Intro: Rokkai & Mad Sadiq]
Nigga made "980 Part III"
And think we wanna hear all that fucking
"Prone to be the GOAT"
Shut up bitch
I got some new shit for you though
Wow, Wow
Wow, BROSO
[Chorus: Mad Sadiq & da homies]
Chillin' with the homies (wow)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a
Chillin' with the homies (where the hoes?)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a (Till we)
Dead
[Verse 1: Mad Sadiq]
Coolin' with the bros
It's the weekend
And we thinkin' 'bout linking up in the evening
With some hoеs we want to be in, the sheets
To bеat the (cheeks)
Well, you know how that shit go
Matter fact, we were a bit radical
In our ways
Clip a nigga if he wanna catch a fade
Not kill but trip and hit
Anyways, hit a
Group a shorties we knew from another school
One gave me head before, but nothing too much
Told her what the move was
Meet us at the pool, we got drinks and food
She started telling me 'bout her boyfriend
Bitch, I don't care
Just come, fuck him
(Who you calling a- *End Call*)
I hung up, fuck them
Just us, niggas stuck in the fun
When we
[Chorus: Mad Sadiq & da homies]
Chillin' with the homies (wow)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a
Chillin' with the homies (where the hoes?)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a (Till we)
Dead
[Verse 2: Mad Sadiq]
Finished swimming and we dried off
Grabbing my belongings, put my slides on
Out the corner of my eye, seen three niggas by the gate
Tried to turn away but it was too late
Cause they hopped that shit
Pulled up on us with a Glock two-six
Pointed at the homie said, "We got you bitch!"
Reached in my bag said, "I got a Glock too bitch!"
Then everybody froze
*Heartbeat*
My hearts thumping, I'm scared for my life
My hearts thumping, not prepared to impair someone's life
(He said)
"You're shaking
Don't make a mistake that you can't rectify
We just came to let you know that you stepped out of line"
What you mean nigga?
"Nigga what you mean, what I mean?
Watch who you disrespecting
Cause my girl *Bleep*
Said you was talking out your necklace
Had me pull up just to send you all a mess- (*Police Siren*)
Shit
Had to book on 'em
Toes to the asphalt
Crib wasn't that far
Made it to the backyard
Hard a look on 'em, "Bruh
How'd you get a gun? Where'd you get it from? Cops
Probably would've killed you, if we didn't run"
I, replied chill fellas don't stress
Got away and this shit filled with pellets, out finessing
With the homies
[Chorus: Mad Sadiq & da homies]
Chillin' with the homies (wow)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a
Chillin' with the homies (where the hoes?)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a (Till we)
*Gun shot*
Nigga made "980 Part III"
And think we wanna hear all that fucking
"Prone to be the GOAT"
Shut up bitch
I got some new shit for you though
Wow, Wow
Wow, BROSO
[Chorus: Mad Sadiq & da homies]
Chillin' with the homies (wow)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a
Chillin' with the homies (where the hoes?)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a (Till we)
Dead
[Verse 1: Mad Sadiq]
Coolin' with the bros
It's the weekend
And we thinkin' 'bout linking up in the evening
With some hoеs we want to be in, the sheets
To bеat the (cheeks)
Well, you know how that shit go
Matter fact, we were a bit radical
In our ways
Clip a nigga if he wanna catch a fade
Not kill but trip and hit
Anyways, hit a
Group a shorties we knew from another school
One gave me head before, but nothing too much
Told her what the move was
Meet us at the pool, we got drinks and food
She started telling me 'bout her boyfriend
Bitch, I don't care
Just come, fuck him
(Who you calling a- *End Call*)
I hung up, fuck them
Just us, niggas stuck in the fun
When we
[Chorus: Mad Sadiq & da homies]
Chillin' with the homies (wow)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a
Chillin' with the homies (where the hoes?)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a (Till we)
Dead
[Verse 2: Mad Sadiq]
Finished swimming and we dried off
Grabbing my belongings, put my slides on
Out the corner of my eye, seen three niggas by the gate
Tried to turn away but it was too late
Cause they hopped that shit
Pulled up on us with a Glock two-six
Pointed at the homie said, "We got you bitch!"
Reached in my bag said, "I got a Glock too bitch!"
Then everybody froze
*Heartbeat*
My hearts thumping, I'm scared for my life
My hearts thumping, not prepared to impair someone's life
(He said)
"You're shaking
Don't make a mistake that you can't rectify
We just came to let you know that you stepped out of line"
What you mean nigga?
"Nigga what you mean, what I mean?
Watch who you disrespecting
Cause my girl *Bleep*
Said you was talking out your necklace
Had me pull up just to send you all a mess- (*Police Siren*)
Shit
Had to book on 'em
Toes to the asphalt
Crib wasn't that far
Made it to the backyard
Hard a look on 'em, "Bruh
How'd you get a gun? Where'd you get it from? Cops
Probably would've killed you, if we didn't run"
I, replied chill fellas don't stress
Got away and this shit filled with pellets, out finessing
With the homies
[Chorus: Mad Sadiq & da homies]
Chillin' with the homies (wow)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a
Chillin' with the homies (where the hoes?)
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a (Till we)
*Gun shot*