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letra de the score - ell & will

i’m making points
ain’t doing nothing but making points (oooo)
i’m sorry baby, we them boys

i’m not keeping up
you’re not keeping up
but you’re not keeping up
doesn’t even matter

suvs, speed bumps
movie’s over, scene’s up
one time, act up
one more time, daft punk
it’s my fault, i manned up
broke down, packed up
feet scr-ping, ramped up
chilly outside, i blow my hands and zip my jacket up
cut it, then it’s scabbing up
crying, i been cracking up
calculating, adding up
since way back, been down
hide out, and get found
in the deep end, swim round
greater later, so stick round

i’m not keeping up
you’re not keeping up
but you’re not keeping up
doesn’t even matter (doesn’t even matter)
what’s the score? doesn’t even matter
what’s the score? doesn’t even matter
what’s the score? (i’m stepping on it)
doesn’t even matter (i’m standing on it)
what’s the score? (i’m stepping on it)
doesn’t even matter (i’m standing on it)
i’m sl!ck as olive oil walking through, stopping through
my baby going up like we at bonnaroo
watching me, watching you
baby oil sl!ck like i’ve been slipping down the slide and stuff
so wet, it ain’t no drying it
light blinding, tell me, what’s the score? (what’s the score?)
sl!ck as avocado oil (yeah)
you came up short, and i’m on a roll
chilling with my bro, that’s my twin, that’s my double “0”
what was that? i couldn’t—
oh—that’s another goal!

i’m not keeping up
you’re not keeping up
but you’re not keeping up
doesn’t even matter (doesn’t even matter)
what’s the score? doesn’t even matter (way too slippery)
what’s the score? doesn’t even matter
what’s the score? (i’m stepping on it)
doesn’t even matter (i’m standing on it)
what’s the score? (i’m stepping on it)
doesn’t even matter (i’m standing on it)

angels protecting me, the devil’s coming after me (coming after me)
the way i swerve, they hit the host stand and ask for me (doesn’t even matter)
i’m swagging like a.c., up before the sunrise
my nephew, billy, knocking dingers over fence lines
it’s slippery i tried not hitting puddles, that’s impossible
something’s right here, i can smell it in my nostril
250 for the flight, i’m on my phone i’m watching movies
i touch another coast, see what’s the score like the fugees

- ell will

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