Shame

[Intro: Larry]

Chop, chopping, and I might just break you off

What he pushing lame, the truth can't feed that to my dogs

[Intro 2: DJ SCREAM]

This the legendary DJ SCREAM speaking

This the new movement, the new wave

LARRY LEAGUE motherfuckers

It's time to take off let's go

[Verse 1: Larry]

I know they smelling me

Fuck what he telling me

Pain where the pleasure be

Yung Bois go flex for me

Chop, chopping, and I might just break you off

What he pushing lame the truth can't feed that to my dogs

Trap pad is posh, I'm pouring drop up on the rocks

When I start to glo I'll watch 'em fly just like some moths

If I brought you just bought it and that's half of what I got

It's a god damn shame they just lost they whole clout

[Verse 2: Lil' Yachty]

It's a god damn shame you lost all your clout

It's a god damn shame your pockets in a drought

It's a god damn shame you try to plot on me

It's a god damn shame I'll have to wet your tee

Said these niggas think he's sweet cause the beads in my hair

I'll fuck a nigga bitch with these beads in my hair

I'll beat a nigga ass with these beads in my hair

Carve a nigga like a pumpkin if he get an assumption

Cherry red whip slide in when I come to the function

And my wrist cost a grip you can tell I'm stunting

And my bitch lips brown you can tell she been blunting

I cannot fuck with insta-niggas cause these niggas be fronting

[Chorus: Larry]

It's a shame, It's a shame, It's a god damn shame

We be taking what we get so we get what we take

It's a shame, It's a shame, It's a god damn shame

Young boys late, couldn't wait, get the hell out my face

[Verse 3: Randy]

I just took your shit, who to blame, who to blame

Fame just popped up in my face I couldn't wait

Crop, crop, crop, yeah that's all I fucking flip

Randy fucking pilot on these bitches landing strip

North Atlanta, North Atlanta, you ain't from North Atlanta

Pulled up blind side, Sandra Bullock in my fanta

Why I always stunt? I be drunk just like your aunt

Yachty got a rifle like we going on a hunt

[Verse 4: SenseiATL]

This Bentley, ain't friendly

That work is savvy

Bitch chase my like Chevy

Finnesed her already

Hit a fucking lick and then I move

Fucked your main bitch then I snooze

Smoking on this dope, you can call me Carl Wheezer

Looking hella icy I just came up out the freezer

Fucked my money up catch me stroking through the check

My shooter cold blooded like he came from Quebec