Big Scoring
Ballin' on these niggas, yeah, I'm big-scoring
Don't you run up wrong, nigga, that's your warning
Please don't call my phone, I'm too busy serving
Nigga claim his pockets swole, but his pockets hurting
Niggas talk shit through the phone, but won't link in person
They keep tryna steal my style, I'ma keep them searching
I be in the kitchen, whipping, twisting, stirring
Fuckin' on your hoe, she kickin', screamin', squirming
Shawty got that wap, how that pussy squirting
Always smoking Za, you can smell it burning
Pockets full of guap, cause I'm always working
Come at me correct, better watch your wording
Once you make a purchase, there ain't no returning
I got these niggas mad, they cryin', screamin', cursing
I see you niggas watching, I see you observing
I never write in print, I always write in cursive
Ballin' on these niggas, yeah, I'm big-scoring
Don't you run up wrong, nigga, that's your warning
Please don't call my phone, I'm too busy serving
Nigga claim his pockets swole, but his pockets hurting
Niggas talk shit through the phone, but won't link in person
They keep tryna steal my style, I'ma keep them searching
I be in the kitchen, whipping, twisting, stirring
Fuckin' on your hoe, she kickin', screamin', squirming
My mama went to school, got a degree in nursing
I'm spending all this money, but I reimburse it
I stay in my lane, I ain't never merging
Sipping on this drink, got my vision blurry
Snapchatting your hoe, yeah she super dirty
I'm only 18, fucking hoes that's 30
I been getting money, I ain't got a worry
Took your hoe to eat, she got steak and curry
Told your hoe to come with me along this journey
I love her curly hair and her perfect body
She keep me up all night, she popping on my Mollys
She gon' let me hit, she let me hit it, doggy
Ballin' on these niggas, yeah, I'm big-scoring
Don't you run up wrong, nigga, that's your warning
Please don't call my phone, I'm too busy serving
Nigga claim his pockets swole, but his pockets hurting
Niggas talk shit through the phone, but won't link in person
They keep tryna steal my style, I'ma keep them searching
I be in the kitchen, whipping, twisting, stirring
Fuckin' on your hoe, she kickin', screamin', squirming
Don't you run up wrong, nigga, that's your warning
Please don't call my phone, I'm too busy serving
Nigga claim his pockets swole, but his pockets hurting
Niggas talk shit through the phone, but won't link in person
They keep tryna steal my style, I'ma keep them searching
I be in the kitchen, whipping, twisting, stirring
Fuckin' on your hoe, she kickin', screamin', squirming
Shawty got that wap, how that pussy squirting
Always smoking Za, you can smell it burning
Pockets full of guap, cause I'm always working
Come at me correct, better watch your wording
Once you make a purchase, there ain't no returning
I got these niggas mad, they cryin', screamin', cursing
I see you niggas watching, I see you observing
I never write in print, I always write in cursive
Ballin' on these niggas, yeah, I'm big-scoring
Don't you run up wrong, nigga, that's your warning
Please don't call my phone, I'm too busy serving
Nigga claim his pockets swole, but his pockets hurting
Niggas talk shit through the phone, but won't link in person
They keep tryna steal my style, I'ma keep them searching
I be in the kitchen, whipping, twisting, stirring
Fuckin' on your hoe, she kickin', screamin', squirming
My mama went to school, got a degree in nursing
I'm spending all this money, but I reimburse it
I stay in my lane, I ain't never merging
Sipping on this drink, got my vision blurry
Snapchatting your hoe, yeah she super dirty
I'm only 18, fucking hoes that's 30
I been getting money, I ain't got a worry
Took your hoe to eat, she got steak and curry
Told your hoe to come with me along this journey
I love her curly hair and her perfect body
She keep me up all night, she popping on my Mollys
She gon' let me hit, she let me hit it, doggy
Ballin' on these niggas, yeah, I'm big-scoring
Don't you run up wrong, nigga, that's your warning
Please don't call my phone, I'm too busy serving
Nigga claim his pockets swole, but his pockets hurting
Niggas talk shit through the phone, but won't link in person
They keep tryna steal my style, I'ma keep them searching
I be in the kitchen, whipping, twisting, stirring
Fuckin' on your hoe, she kickin', screamin', squirming
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Writer(s): Trey Strahan
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