IDK, JID, Kenny Mason & Dj Scheme - Cereal (Lyrics Video)

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"CEREAL" LYRICS:

(Ay Scheme, you killed it)
(Christo)
 
Ok!
Ran out of milk, mixed the water with cereal
.22 hit, make a whole like a cheerio
Give me the stick imma scratch off the serial 
Killing this sh*t, If I murder it's serious
Serial killer, I shoot up the spirits
Cool as the toes on the polar, it's bear
Hooligan holding the wood grain steering wheel
In the hood like I’m pushing through Paris
 
Oh sh*t I'm curious, what you really want the truth or u dare
Put the pudding in the proof and prepare
Gotta stay from out the loop with you squares
Bo was here, 
Blunt was here, 
Slu was here,
Drew was here
Where was you dear, na
Blowing air, you a tuba player
Over there you ain’t cool here 
Ran out of milk, mixed the water with cereal
.22 hit, make a whole like a cheerio
Give me the stick imma scratch off the serial
Killing this sh*t, If I murder it's serious
Serial killer, I shoot up the spirits
Cool as the toes on the polar, it's bear
Hooligan holding the wood grain steering wheel
In the hood like I’m pushing through Paris 
Ran out of milk, mixed sum water with cereal
Ran with the killers, and most of them serial
Ran up on Dill, it go d-d-d-digital
No face to pin it on, no Rey Mysterio
Hold up wait, here we go
Ok, it's no way they don’t know the dilio
F*ck what they talking I'm hearin more m-e-o
W barking but don't get da visual
Pull up on a n*gga with a n*gga with issues
Littling big dudes, turn them to Pitt food
Burn em’ in pitts, in Pittsburgh they picked foods
Purge and pick jewels, heard he rich oooh
Tossed the gun soon as the job was done
The bullet popped his lung he could jog a run
I couldn't jog my memory trying to find that one
that hit em
Don't know his name and I'm not the one to give it
Piss on a lame If u hot then hunt to get him
Pop the trunk then pick him out the bunch and hit him
Stop the frontin if you not a punk then kill him
Stop the punching splitting noggins lungs and kidneys
All the zombies with me starving hungry
If the card got funds we all gon f*ckin eat
N*ggas real dark in the heart gon fuck wit me
Any real dog with a heart gon fuck wit me.
Ran out of milk, mixed the water with cereal
.22 hit, make a whole like a cheerio
Give me the stick imma scratch off the serial
Killing this shit, If I murder its serious
Serial killer, I shoot up the spirits
Cool as the toes on the polar, its bear
Hooligan holding the wood grain steering wheel
In the hood like I’m pushing through Paris 
Aw sh*t, I killed him
I ain’t know he wouldn’t pay when I billed him
F*ck with my money I'm f*cking your bill up
Aim for your head when I shoot Billups
Aim for the head when I shoot my shot
Call me Clinton
Presidential watch, they gonna steal em’
Looting up the shops, me I’m just chilling
Thought about it twice, now I’m like no way
I ain’t pissing off NoName
Mama used to say go play
Now I’m worried about co-pay
B*tch I’m missing the old days
Catch me on the 105 in the 50i
Driving like I’m OJ
With a b*tch that's into role play, ok. 
I got my city, I run it like Ricky
So if you f*ck with me this shit can get risky
I’m milking the game, every bar is a titty
I fuck up the system, I work it like Missy
Your money is iffy, your peoples is fifty 
You taking them shots but they all seem to miss me. 
They never gon hit me 
You better off giving me shots for my kidney
I'm killing them quickly 
Middle finger to the twitter fingers 
Hit em quit em fingers 
Hit em, pop, clean up
I just got my Dries out the cleaners 
Trapping got him in the court Venus
Me & JID that's the best team up
Thought you was the best f*cked you dream up
Almost made it but you broke your femur
Excuses excuses excuses excuses
Ran out of milk, mixed the water with cereal
.22 hit, make a whole like a cheerio
Give me the stick imma scratch off the serial
Killing this shit, If I murder its serious
Serial killer, I shoot up the spirits
Cool as the toes on the polar, its bear
Hooligan holding the wood grain steering wheel
In the hood like I’m pushing through Paris