Score (feat. Juan Sleazy)

Free my **** locked down, I swear they comin' home

We send **** to the sky like a fuckin' drone run up in a **** crib, this ain't home alone

Catch him in the kitchen, leave his brains on the stove

Me and Skeez, back to back, you know this shit classic

I touched my first 50,000 in a Dodge Magnum yeah she bad, but I can't fuck if I ain't got no Magnum

Yo bitch mad cause you broke, havin' temper tantrums

Two Glocks and an AR pistol, ridin passenger, drop a deuce in a Sprite, turn it lavender

You still tryin' to find that bitch, you a scavenger she been with me for the past week, don't get mad at her

Boy, you broke as fuck, lyin' under all your captions

I can't wait to catch you out with all them washed-up rappers

All that barkin' on the net, ****, you a faggot

This chopper split his ass up like a fuckin' fraction

Every time I get on beats, bitch, I put my board out

**** really fucked up, I guess they took the poor route

Get your favorite picture ready, bitch, I'm about to score now

At the game, sippin' drank, courtside

Old hoes pissed, them hoes know I'm really him

Auntie want it out the needle, unky want it off the stem

I be green lighting shit, you **** boinkin' off the rim

Generic-ass **** really play it like they Tim

Duncan, I be thuggin', **** really ain't on nothin

Leave a **** in V-Live, he thought he was goin' clubbin'

Can't bring Brody out the crib, he'll pop your ass for muggin'

Lil bro even worse, he'll pop your ass for nothin

He was bout a mile away, still hit him in his muffin

I told her she can't go on this ride if she ain't stuffin

If he can't look you dead in your eyes, that **** bluffin

I had a bitch tell me so many lies, now I don't trust her

Nah, I can't do that

If I get caught ridin' with it, then that's two flat

Enough power on a **** phone to get your crew whacked

Hangin out the window with the AR

Told brody "need to scoot back"

Nah, I mean "scoot up"

High as hell off two Percocets, finna boot up

My young dog a firebomb yo crib, the fiends shoot up

**** broke as hell, blew all they money in two months

Hoes fake boujie, have 'em loose off a few blunts

Came with some skaters, we be skatin', we don't do stunts