paroles de chanson ScoreGod (feat. Luh Tyler) - BabyDrill , Luh Tyler
Coupe
Young
nigga,
I
be
with
them
ballers
and
I'm
lit
(lit)
Uh,
ice
on
me,
bitch,
this
shit
here
frozen,
come
and
get
(ice)
Uh,
cube
on
my
neck
'cause
I
been
drippin'
hella
water
Huh,
I
don't
tolerate
disrespect,
you
disrespect,
we
slaughter
your
daughter
(huh,
beat
her
back
in)
All
that
shit
you
talkin'
'bout,
we
outside
Gun
smoke,
gun
smoke,
pop
out
with
that
iron
(gun
smoke)
Two
sticks,
one
Glock,
tryna
catch
a
- (tryna)
Yeah,
tryna
catch
a
- (Tryna)
Yeah,
tryna
catch
a
body
(Yeah)
He
think
he
a
killer,
I'm
a
killer,
that's
my
hobby
(BabyDrill)
'Fore
I
hit
the
booth,
chop
the
bricks
like
wasabi
(wah)
Half
a
million
in
cars,
I'm
thinkin'
'bout
buyin'
a
new
Ferrari
(vroom)
Damn,
damn,
that
lil'
bitch
bad,
I'm
thinkin'
'bout
'vestin'
in
her
body
I'm
a
score
god,
he's
a
scorekeeper,
it's
a
difference
(on
God)
Yeah,
broke-ass
nigga
been
lyin'
like
he
got
racks,
I
ain't
seen
'em
Yeah,
pop
out
with
that
suit
like
Men
in
Black,
real
creeper
Fuck
on
a
opp
bitch,
BabyDrill
gon'
give
her
back,
I
don't
need
her
(I
don't
need
her
here)
Young
nigga,
I
be
with
them
ballers
and
I'm
lit
(lit)
Uh,
ice
on
me,
bitch,
this
shit
here
frozen,
come
and
get
(ice)
Uh,
cube
on
my
neck
'cause
I
been
drippin'
hella
water
Huh,
I
don't
tolerate
disrespect,
you
disrespect,
we
slaughter
your
daughter
(huh,
beat
her
back
in)
All
that
shit
you
talkin'
'bout,
we
outside
Gun
smoke,
gun
smoke,
pop
out
with
that
iron
(gun
smoke)
Two
sticks,
one
Glock,
tryna
catch
a
- (tryna)
Yeah,
tryna
catch
a
- (tryna)
Yeah,
tryna
catch
a
body
(yeah)
Tryna
get
that
bag,
paper
chasin',
that's
my
hobby
(that's
my
hobby)
Yeah,
my
bro
and
'em
hit
the
button,
frrt,
kick
like
karate
(like
karate)
Brodie
live
like
GTA,
it's
hella
sticks
up
in
the
lobby
(in
the
lobby)
I've
been
runnin'
up
this
cake,
I'm
hella
rich,
I
feel
like
Roddy
(feel
like
Roddy)
You
got
one
chance
to
fuck
'round
with
the
guys
'fore
they
get
on
your
ass
('fore
they
get
on
your
ass)
I
just
smoked
two
blunts,
I'm
high
up
in
the
sky,
I
don't
even
wanna
pass
(I
don't
even
wanna
pass)
I
got
three
hoes
who
fuckin'
every
time,
I
don't
even
gotta
ask
(I
don't
even
gotta
ask)
I
got
four
pockets,
I'm
feelin'
like
Lil
Baby
'cause
they
all
full
of
cash
(they
all
full
of
cash)
Young
nigga,
I
be
with
them
ballers
and
I'm
lit
(lit)
Uh,
ice
on
me,
bitch,
this
shit
here
frozen,
come
and
get
(ice)
Uh,
cube
on
my
neck
'cause
I
been
drippin'
hella
water
Huh,
I
don't
tolerate
disrespect,
you
disrespect,
we
slaughter
your
daughter
(huh,
beat
her
back
in)
All
that
shit
you
talkin'
'bout,
we
outside
Gun
smoke,
gun
smoke,
pop
out
with
that
iron
(gun
smoke)
Two
sticks,
one
Glock,
tryna
catch
a
- (tryna)
Yeah,
tryna
catch
a
- (tryna)
Yeah,
tryna
catch
a
body
(yeah)
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