ScHoolboy Q – Pig Feet Lyrics

Pig Feet Lyrics by ScHoolboy Q

Yeah, ay, ay
Yeah
We’re all on the same team, fuck it

Left, uh, left, uh, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left
Ain’t no right, ay
Left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left (Suu)
It’s on sight, uh

Yeah, quiet down, ay, ay
Not a sound, ay, ay
Pick it down, ay, ay
Pickin’ up, ay, ay, off a high, ay, ay
Off the highway, ay, ay
Piggy driveway, ay
Since grabbed my thirteen had to have a job, ay
Since I was thirteen couldn’t get a job, ay
Big piggy, pig feet, oinkin’ in your driveway
Big blue, piggy drew bankin’ in your driveway

Face down, case down
Where they at? Ride now
Red strings, blue strings, what we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do, do?

Put my hat back, bitch
You’s a punk-rock bitch
Give me FaceTime, bitch
We the clack-clack clique
In some drop-top shit
We gon’ bounce out quick
We gon’ slide like this
How do Babe Ruth miss? Bitch, I—
What? Ay, bitch, I caught a pig, ay
Fuck a cock-block, ay
Fuck that yellow tape, ay
Spin your block, uh-oh
Quiet down, bitch, it’s Groovy, set it down
Got a drummer, hundred round
We gon’, uh, hit a sound, uh

Who them niggas is, loc?
Bring them bitches in, hoe
Bitch, I’m really M, hoe
Watch your bottom, Benzo
Smash a bih’ in her Enzo
You the people’s elbow
Crème de la crème, hoe (Uh)

Yeah, punk-rock bitch
Ain’t no slide-slide, bitch
You’s a homicide bitch
I’m on Crip time, bitch
Now it’s your time, bitch
Shootin’ through that … bitch
You need more than thumb … bitch

Left, uh, left, uh, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay
Ain’t no right, ay
Left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left, ay, left
It’s on sight, ay

Face down, case down
Where they at? Ride now
Red strings, blue strings, what we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do, do?