letra de scoregod - babydrill
[intro]
(coupe)
[chorus: baby drill]
young n-gga, i be with them ballers and i’m lit
ice on me, b-tch, this sh-t here frozen, come and get
[?] up on my neck ’cause i been drippin’ h-lla water
i don’t tolerate disrespect, you disrespect, we slaughter yo’ daughter
all this sh-t you talkin’ ’bout, we outside
gun smoke, gun smoke, pop out with the nine
two sticks, one glock, tryna catch a, yeah
tryna catch a, yeah, tryna catch a body
[verse 1: baby drill]
he think he a k!ller, i’m a k!ller, that’s my hobby
before i hit the boof, chop the bricks like wasabi
half a million in commas, i’m thinkin’ ’bout buyin’ a new fеrrari
d-mn, that lil’ b-tch bad, i’m thinkin’ ’bout invenstin’ in her body
i’m a score god, hе’s a score keeper, it’s a difference
broke ass n-gga been lyin’ like he got racks, i ain’t seen ’em
pop out with that suit like men in black, real creepin’
f-ck on a opp b-tch, baby drill gon’ give her back, i don’t need her
[chorus: baby drill]
young n-gga, i be with them ballers and i’m lit
ice on me, b-tch, this sh-t here frozen, come and get
[?] up on my neck ’cause i been drippin’ h-lla water
i don’t tolerate disrespect, you disrespect, we slaughter yo’ daughter
all this sh-t you talkin’ ’bout, we outside
gun smoke, gun smoke, pop out with the nine
two sticks, one glock, tryna catch a, yeah
tryna catch a, yeah, tryna catch a body
[verse 2: luh tyler]
tryna get that bag, paper chasin’, that’s my hobby
and my bronem hit the b-tton, -frrrr-, kick like karate
[?] look like gta, it’s h-lla sticks up in the lobby
i’ve been runnin’ up this cake, i’m h-lla rich, i feel like roddy
you got one chance to f-ck with ’round with the guys ‘fore they get on yo’ ass
i just smoked two blunts, i’m high up in the sky, i don’t even want to pass
i got three hoes who f-ckin’ every time, i don’t even gotta ask
i got four pockets, i’m feelin’ like lil baby, ’cause they all full of cash
[chorus: baby drill]
young n-gga, i be with them ballers and i’m lit
ice on me, b-tch, this sh-t here frozen, come and get
[?] up on my neck ’cause i been drippin’ h-lla water
i don’t tolerate disrespect, you disrespect, we slaughter yo’ daughter
all this sh-t you talkin’ ’bout, we outside
gun smoke, gun smoke, pop out with the nine
two sticks, one glock, tryna catch a, yeah
tryna catch a, yeah, tryna catch a body
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