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ρromi$e - scoreboard lyrics

[intro: promi$e]
(yeah he on the scoreboard)
play these games just like it’s hopscotch
(yeah he on the scoreboard)
play these games just like it’s hopscotch
(yeah he on the scoreboard)
play these games just like it’s hopscotch
(yeah he on the scoreboard)

[verse 1: promi$e]
play these games just like it’s hopscotch
wit me, let’s hop in the droptop (skrrt, skrrt)
this sh+t gas don’t break my hotbox (yuh)
got no time, yeah he on the shot clock
want her bad, we connеct like hotspot
new b+tch, she likе to smoke pot
can’t f+ck wit you, cuz y’all really be ops
i’m way too high, on freeze now
[verse 2: $human & promi$e]
pulling up on that n+gga woo wop (what)
yeah, in a brand new drop top (skrrt)
going up to saks with one of my ops thots
yea, she gon’ give me his new drop (yeah)
beefin’ with me, you know it’s a problem
yeah, you know you can’t solve it (nah)
growing up i went from batman to robin (d+mn)
d+mn, i think i gotta problem (aw sh+t)
eazy e, i be creepin’ and crawlin’
cause they do to much talkin’
glock make him shut up, blunt got me coughin’
d+mn, i’m too high, i can’t walk man
we shoot shots just like we boston (pow pow pow)
yeah, they know we ballin’
look so good, got yo b+tch calling
yeah, got yo b+tch calling

[verse 3: promi$e]
d+mn, i f+ckin can’t think
smoke till i can barely breathe
yea, now it’s hard to see
off these xannies havin’ dreams
i been high, i’m sippin’ lean
bad b+tch, but i’ll break her spleen
tell that b+tch get on her knees
love that b+tch only when she scream
[verse 4: $human]
they be like $hum where you be
on a yacht chillin on the sea (on god)
smoking on that cali green (what?)
i be high like f+ck you mean
sippin’ on that rapper lean
gotta stay sharp cause they want me
if i go to jail i don’t cop a plea
i’ll just sit and do my deed
that sh+t is not stopping me (h+ll nah)
i’ll be on top with the team (on god)
making money you have never seen (what?)
all these n+ggas wanna be like me
never that they can’t compete
sliding on n+ggas like i’m on skis
upping the score like you won’t believe
yo b+tch love me in the sheets
she said baby are you loving me
i said baby no that cannot be
love is blind and i can see
better get low when you see me
letting it blow straight at yo knees
i’m just tryin to cripple hem
7.62s explode yo spleen
bad influence that is me
[verse 5: promi$e]
what you tryna do? (okay)
better yet, let’s go make a move (skrrt, skrrt)
he’ll make a move and we’ll make a move (what?)
chop on me, bring ’em to his doom (fah, fah)
i’m in yo b+tch house eating her food (yeah)
want me to be her step daddy too (okay, okay)
i f+cked her friend, she ain’t got a clue
don’t know what i’m supposed to do
got yo b+tch and she in my room
i know you mad, sh+t i would be too
don’t test me, cuz i keep this two (fah, fah)
off these drugs until i’m blew (woo)
(fa fa fa) at his head, that dude
don’t want no smoke, cuz he’ll get flew (d+mn)
we in a civic, in a brand new coupe
f+ck that b+tch, i’ll give her the boot (ay friska!) (skrrt, skrrt)

[outro: promi$e]
(what?) yeah he on the scoreboard (aye)
(what?) yeah he on the scoreboard (aye)
(what?) yeah he on the scoreboard (aye)
(what?) yeah he on the scoreboard (aye)

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