Murda Beatz - Scorin' lyrics

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Murda Beatz - Scorin' lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti] Who that scorin'? Yeah Who that scorin' Pull up in a foreign, scorin' Scorin', yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I feel like Herc Movin' bird, what you done heard? I'ma big ball, I'ma big ball Breitling my arm, 40 on my arm Gold, she blow like bombs, yeah Y'all tried, too calm, uh, tats on my arm, yeah 2900 blastin' at your stomach At your stomach, how you comin' What you ate for breakfast? 20 racks and blessin', b**h it's swag school Teach you n***as lessons, teach you lessons b**h it's swag school Leanin', ga**in' breakfast b**h for breakfast, b**h for breakfast, yeah 30 on my necklace On my necklace, on my necklace, yeah Tatted on my neck, tatted on my neck, b**h Bad b**h with a fetish, bag it up and sell it Count it up and mail it, count it up and mail it, yeah Bag it up, yeah, count it up and mail it [Hook: Playboi Carti] Pull up in a foreign Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple f**in' foreigns And my n***as in my foreigns Bad b**h and she... Bad b**h is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm scorin' Who that boy scorin'? Yeah Pull up in a foreign, yeah Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple f**in' foreigns And my n***as in my foreigns, yeah Bad b**h is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that n***a, yeah Who that n***a scorin'? b**h I'm ballin', who that scorin'? [Verse 2: Offset] I'm in the game and I score I'm in the Lamb' with a who*e, skrrt I paid a check for your head Put that sh** on my lil' boy Money dirty like a hoarder, yeah Diamond VVS' water, yeah f** the b**h and then record her, yeah Golden bangle diamond Cartier Gold bottle for a gold model Full throttle, chopper fully auto Poppin' perkys like it's no tomorrow Somebody died, I don't know 'bout it Matchin' lake, froze at the gate Smoke with me, hyperventilate Money comin' every which-a-way The bando lookin' like a Chik-fil-a Bentley curtain, Bentley Spur Sippin' drank got my vision blurred Alexander Queen Fendi fur Bad b**hes in the miniskirts Bow down Old n***as on the countdown Draco knock a cow down Guns like we in the wild wild, bow [Hook: Playboi Carti] Pull up in a foreign, yeah Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple f**in' foreigns And my n***as in my foreigns, yeah Bad b**h is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that n***a, yeah Who that n***a scorin'? b**h I'm ballin', who that scorin'? Boy I pull up in a foreign, yeah Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple f**in' foreigns, yeah My n***as in my foreigns, yeah Bad b**h is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that n***a, yeah Who that n***a scorin'? Yeah [Verse 3: Playboi Carti] Ballin', ballin', ballin' Ballin', ballin', who that scorin'? Yeah Shout out to my plug That's my n***a, yeah he scorin', yeah What up my n***a? I'ma be one up He scorin', yeah Bet a n**ga, yeah, yeah, yeah b**h we scorin', yeah Ran up a check on a n***a b**h I started at the bottom, I'm that n***a I told that ho gon' and swallow, I'm that n***a Ho gon' swallow, for the squad [Hook: Playboi Carti] b**h I pull up in a foreign Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple f**in' foreigns And my n***as in a foreign Bad b**h, bad b**h And she is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that n***a, yeah Who that n***a scorin'? Yeah Pull up in a foreign, yeah Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple bad foreigns And my n***as in my foreigns, yeah Bad b**h, bad b**h, and she is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that n***a, yeah Who that n***a scorin'? Yeah [Outro: Playboi Carti] Who that n***a scorin' on? Who that n***a scorin' on? I'm that n***a, scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that n***a Who that n***a scorin'?

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