ScOrEbOaRd lyrics

by

Co Cash


[Hook]
Get the money
f*ck a b*tch
Where you been?
Gettin’ rich
My neck
My wrist
I’m lit
No sh*t
I got them lil n*ggas p*ssed
I just might Fendi my kicks
Ima keep knockin yo b*tch
Ima keep poppin my sh*t

Get the bag
f*ck a hoe
Go broke?
f*ck no
You want smoke
Ya got smoke
No cap
No joke
I got that ice like a ski slope
Crucifix chain like the pope
I just might bust down a rope
n*ggA WE UP CHECK THE SCORE!

[Verse 1]
Look who just walk thru the door my n*gga
He louie V down to the floor
He keep it G to the core
Thats that lil n*gga them b*tches adore
Hop in the jeep wtf is a door?
Hollat my shooters they ready to score
When it comes to paper I’m havin all sorts
Designer lenses on me like a dork

In the club pullin my loot out
Try to take some its a shootout
I got my heater so cool out
Just walked in the club with his tool out
Don’t be a fool
Reach for my jewels
Get put on news
Dont chase a b*tch
Number one rule
Win or lose
n*gga you choose
Who said a Wudn’t gettin no gwalla
I beg your pardon
This sh*t can’t fit in my wallet
Look at these mfn garments
I’m fresh til death
Rest In Peace dearly departed
We do this sh*t and they copy
n*gga we poppin
Look at this sh*t we done started
Im always makin deposits
I got the bank tell lil china see where I done got it
[Hook]
Get the money
f*ck a b*tch
Where you been?
Gettin’ rich
My neck
My wrist
I’m lit
No sh*t
I got them lil n*ggas p*ssed
I just might Fendi my kicks
Ima keep knockin yo b*tch
Ima keep poppin my sh*t

Get the bag
f*ck a hoe
Go broke?
f*ck no
You want smoke
Ya got smoke
No cap
No joke
I got that ice like a ski slope
Crucifix chain like the pope
I just might bust down a rope
n*ggA WE UP CHECK THE SCORE!
[Verse 2]
I got em mad, yuh
I turnt up a tad, yuh
Running thru bags, yuh
Its just me and my lads, yuh
Snakes in the grass, nope
These diamonds not glass, nope
Ain't no comin in last, nope
Won’t give em a pass, nope
Ice all on me like im bout to go ski
Dont like to talk cuz that sh*t be too cheap
Told that lil b*tch I’m ain't f*ckin for free
Gucci on me b*tch im double the G
You running ya lips and im running it up
Just bought me a pint so I doubled the cup
Shut that sh*t up n*gga bet that sh*t up
What you wanna do n*gga double it up
I got that Glock on my waist, it dont got no safe
In case a n*gga try to play
I just might hop on a plane and fly to the A
Im feelin like shoppin today
That sh*t he rockin fugay
He thought he was fly
He must’ve had a delay
I know why that n*gga hate
Cuz im gettin cake
Or im prolly f*ckin his bae

[Hook]
Get the money
f*ck a b*tch
Where you been?
Gettin’ rich
My neck
My wrist
I’m lit
No sh*t
I got them lil n*ggas p*ssed
I just might Fendi my kicks
Ima keep knockin yo b*tch
Ima keep poppin my sh*t

Get the bag
f*ck a hoe
Go broke?
f*ck no
You want smoke
Ya got smoke
No cap
No joke
I got that ice like a ski slope
Crucifix chain like the pope
I just might bust down a rope
n*ggA WE UP CHECK THE SCORE!
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