"just score it" lyrics
Ugh, I'm off the X, tryna leave a nigga dead
Slime goin' crazy, somethin' wrong in his head
I'm geeked up in this bitch, just pourin' red
Hop in this truck and this bih' goin' fast
I got a blue jean jacket, yeah
Say you want smoke, let's match it, yeah
Yeah, yeah, pfft, yeah
This ho wanna see sum', what's up? (What's up?)
Posted up in that lil' black truck
Bih' wanna pour me up, uh-huh
Hol' up, alright, what's up? Alright, bet
Yeah, I'm finna get in that mode
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh
Just score it (Just score it)
We got racks on the floor, yuh
You don't even got no hoes, ugh
Keep on buyin' these clothes
Spent some racks, got my mouth on froze
I got four lil' cutthroat hoes
I was in the cut, Baby Chop gon' score
Big-ass sticks, you ain't even gon' blow
Glock 23 wherever I go
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman
These niggas not on shit, not nothin'
I was in the kitchen, not baking no muffins
Bit' eat it up, had to tell her, "Use both hands"
Too much racks, can't put it in both hands
Lil' nigga used to look up to the dope man
I'm just tryna raise up, gon' score, man
Bang yo' shit off on the muh'fuckin' floor, man
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
Ugh, I'm off the X, tryna leave a nigga dead
Slime goin' crazy, somethin' wrong in his head
I'm geeked up in this bitch, just pourin' red
Hop in this truck and this bih' goin' fast
I got a blue jean jacket, yeah
Say you want smoke, let's match it, yeah
Yeah, yeah, pfft, yeah
This ho wanna see sum', what's up? (What's up?)
Posted up in that lil' black truck
Bih' wanna pour me up, uh-huh
Hol' up, alright, what's up? Alright, bet
Yeah, I'm finna get in that mode
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh
Just score it (Just score it)
Slime goin' crazy, somethin' wrong in his head
I'm geeked up in this bitch, just pourin' red
Hop in this truck and this bih' goin' fast
I got a blue jean jacket, yeah
Say you want smoke, let's match it, yeah
Yeah, yeah, pfft, yeah
This ho wanna see sum', what's up? (What's up?)
Posted up in that lil' black truck
Bih' wanna pour me up, uh-huh
Hol' up, alright, what's up? Alright, bet
Yeah, I'm finna get in that mode
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh
Just score it (Just score it)
We got racks on the floor, yuh
You don't even got no hoes, ugh
Keep on buyin' these clothes
Spent some racks, got my mouth on froze
I got four lil' cutthroat hoes
I was in the cut, Baby Chop gon' score
Big-ass sticks, you ain't even gon' blow
Glock 23 wherever I go
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman
These niggas not on shit, not nothin'
I was in the kitchen, not baking no muffins
Bit' eat it up, had to tell her, "Use both hands"
Too much racks, can't put it in both hands
Lil' nigga used to look up to the dope man
I'm just tryna raise up, gon' score, man
Bang yo' shit off on the muh'fuckin' floor, man
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
I got shooters on shooters, ugh
Ugh, I'm off the X, tryna leave a nigga dead
Slime goin' crazy, somethin' wrong in his head
I'm geeked up in this bitch, just pourin' red
Hop in this truck and this bih' goin' fast
I got a blue jean jacket, yeah
Say you want smoke, let's match it, yeah
Yeah, yeah, pfft, yeah
This ho wanna see sum', what's up? (What's up?)
Posted up in that lil' black truck
Bih' wanna pour me up, uh-huh
Hol' up, alright, what's up? Alright, bet
Yeah, I'm finna get in that mode
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Buh, buh, buh, buh
Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh
Just score it (Just score it)
