Songtexte Scholar - Quik4K

Set, Set
Set, Set
Huh, Yea
Designer on collar, She call me her father (Huh, huh)
She wanna go further (Huh, yea)
I feel like a scholar, I been that baller
I got a blonde bitch, she ridin' the jeep, yea she look like a Barbie (Huh, yea)
They been all sleep, yea, waitin' for Music from Carti (Huh, yea)
Brodie thought shit was deep, better pull up to the party (Huh, yea)
I be feelin' way too fly, yea, could call me Marty (Huh, yea)
She wanna flock with the bird, I wanna pop and then swerve
Shawty keep askin the word, I told her take off her shirt
No I don't know what you heard, I'm too slimed out
Yea, I'm feelin like dirt (Uh)
Shootin' the uzi absurd, bullets jump around, you could checkout the vert (Uh)
Yea
Me and my gang spin back, I'm poppin your boys, I'm leavin' em flat
Too swagged out to the max, I'm grabbing the gas, I'm smokin' on dat (Uh)
You get no money cause you cannot handle it
I'm in your bitches room, she got the candle lit
Chains on my neck and they shine like a chandelier
Stupid ass bitch really thought I was feelin' her
Hop in the SVJ and I'm spinnin' the coupe (Oh, yea yea)
I smoke on the swish everyday, I don't need no hoop (Yea, huh, yea)
My brotha is rolling off X, he don't know what to do (Huh, yea)
I just had to flex that's why I went over and ate at Nobu (Yea)
Set, Set
Set, Set
Designer on collar, She call me her father (Huh, huh)
She wanna go further (Huh, yea)
I feel like a scholar, I been that baller
I got a blonde bitch, she ridin' the jeep, yea she look like a Barbie (Huh, yea)
They been all sleep, yea, waitin' for Music from Carti (Huh, yea)
Brodie thought shit was deep, huh, better pull up to the party (Huh, yea)
I be feelin' way too fly, yea, could call me Marty (Huh, yea)
*Could call me Marty, could call me Marty*