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Tryna Score
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Utwór Tryna Score został wydany 1 maja 2025 przez 5601134 Records DK jako część albumu 3!
Album3!
1 maja 2025
Wytwórnia5601134 Records DK
JęzykEnglish
BPM95
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

I was on the courts, I was tryna score
Man I'm sippin soda out the four
And I keep going cause I'm on a roll
How much money you want, man I want more
Man I need more, man I want more
Shoutout Sosa, tryna get glo
And my own bro, ain't even my bro
And my own friends, ain't even my friends
Started hanging with me, after they seen the Benz
Crash it so much, now it got more dents
All these cars messed up, all these cars messed up
Driveway, bro, and it's looking like a junk yard
Ayo, who don't like messin' up cars?
Who don't like spitting bars, who don't wanna get on the charts
Remember the day ones, y'all was with me at the start
Even the ones that I said, that I look like Bart
Hey, bro, can you take a joke?
Like bro, I don't even think you can take a joke
Down on the luck, like, ah man you broke?
Man, I'm so sorry, man, I'm so sorry
Give you a ride, yeah, in this Ferrari
Don be negative don't be a Lawry
Yeah we get slamming like Matt Hardy
Hop on Kai Cenat stream, yeah ICarly
We whippin' around town yeah in that Harley
Black and yellow tee, feelin like Charlie
Black and yellow bro, and I'm feeling like Wiz
So have some fun, bro, pass me the Tris
12th grade, here, I'ma have all the rizz
When I grow up, I'ma have ten kids
Playin' dodge ball, and I'm the medic
Chill out, cuz it's gettin' hectic
I'ma have my own show, call me Ellen
Playing duo's, like nah why you sellin'
Got new whips, bro, and they all revvin'
Yeah, bro, I'm goin' insane
[?] I'm goin' insane
Lil' pump, bro, nah, play that Lil Wayne
Yeah, bro, you just here for the fame
Ain't that a shame, like, ain't that a shame
Wearin' all black, like Bruce Wayne
Ion know why you laughin', ain't nothin' a game
When you gettin' money, like, ain't nothin' the same
Cause you realize, like, who the real lames
Ain't that a shame, like ain't that a shame
Wearing all white, look like cocaine
Got tunnel vision, when you in a different lane
Got the mask on me, looking like Bane
I rock necklaces, I don't rock chains
Yeah, I just ate, ate pizza in Maine
You a real dummy like, you don't got no brain
Written by: Greg Allen Wake III
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