xavier weeks - scorin lyrics
[intro: xavier weeks]
slaughters, what’s good?
xavier lucus
yeah, oh
[verse 1: xavier weeks]
i’m in a foreign, had to go explorin’ (yeah, yeah)
.223s to his head, michael jordan (swish)
we don’t keep score, we keep on scorin’ (uh)
like i said, lil’ b-tch, we keep on scorin’
d-mn yeah
[chorus: xavier weeks]
yeah, now the city f-ckin’ with me (with me)
they ain’t show no love now they want to meet me (meet me)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (nah)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (oh)
yeah, now the city f-ckin’ with me (with me)
they ain’t show no love now they want to meet me (meet me)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (nah)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (oh)
[verse 2: xavier weeks]
yeah we really ain’t new to this
but all it happened so fast i ain’t used to it (ooh)
big woods to the face no swishers
now b-tches always askin’ for a picture
d-mn, yeah
yeah i’m really in my cut now
same b-tches i used to hate really wanna f-ck now
wait, you won’t name us in the background
we was dead broke, b-tch, count my f-ckin’ racks now
[chorus: xavier weeks]
yeah, now the city f-ckin’ with me (with me)
they ain’t show no love now they want to meet me (meet me)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (nah)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (oh)
yeah, now the city f-ckin’ with me (with me)
they ain’t show no love now they want to meet me (meet me)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (nah)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (oh)
[verse 3: lucus]
yeah, b-tch i’m scorin’, i’m in a foreign
i just pulled up f-cking on a b-tch she way too boring, yeah
yeah, stop tryna be me
i just pull up swervin’ and you see i’m in a beamer, yeah
wait, shawty can i keep her? yeah
but she said that she’s a keeper, yeah
broke her heart had leave her, yeah
then i p-ss her to the team, yeah
me and xavier in a beamer going fast
f-ck that b-tch and then i leave her in the past
me and xavier going up on the daily
getting money now but that sh-t won’t change me
[chorus: xavier weeks]
yeah, now the city f-ckin’ with me (with me)
they ain’t show no love now they want to meet me (meet me)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (nah)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (oh)
yeah, now the city f-ckin’ with me (with me)
they ain’t show no love now they want to meet me (meet me)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (nah)
get a bag and stop tryna be me (oh)
[outro: xavier weeks]
slaughters, what’s good?
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