Scoreboard (Remix)

That Vietnamese guy giving a business to those Vietnam vets

(Baow, baow, baow)

Scoreboard, scoreboard, aw, what happened to your friend?

Hey I know that guy, I kill him, he cry like a bitch

Focus up with the G, he think he wavy, not wavier than me

Wanna chill with the F's? Roll Q in a splee

Gotta walk up the block, start tappin' the G

Tap, tap, tap, nigga fast on his feet

What the fuck you gon' do when I back out the G?

Nigga, WD-40, the Glock got a beam

Fuck the rap, man, I suit up like 'Bron on the Heat

Walk down on the 4, they know the vibes

I done turned on the beam they start duckin' they head

I think that's a opp, I can tell by the dreads

When I clicked through the 4, man, I thought he was dead

Creep low with the G, gotta get in your stance

Keep clickin' the G 'til that shit cockin' back

It won't jam on the drill

If you make an excuse on the drill

I'ma click then you walkin' it back

The D's gettin' heavy, you piss on your hand

When you done with the drill, nigga, don't make it messy

CitiBike with the G, I think that we hit us an opp on the scene

They gon' call it a mess

I got too much to lose, but I keep thinking 'bout Nu'

So right now I'ma give him my best

Nigga, shout-out the dreadhead, smokin' the Jet dead

Right in the blunt, he keep punchin' my chest

Look through the smoke when I think I see Ray

Pop wanna diss, I was punchin' his face

Deady a dick, shouldn't have played with his gun

But he played with his gun, nigga, now he a eighth

What's up with the Taylor? AR keep suckin' our dick

He do bad, need to stay in his place

Niggas gon' cap like they come to the F

They don't come to the F, man, that shit not the case

Niggas smokin' on Damo, they suckin' they dick for the clout

Word to bro, we gon' show 'em a vibe

I can merch they was flickin' they wrist

Same week, niggas went on the bus tryna flick on the 'Hive

Every track niggas dissin' and makin' this shit sound good

Niggas looking for 'Dot 59

They don't come to the F, niggas know what it is

Niggas know what I'm on when they run into the Prime

Like, free Raf, we not gon' get on his ass

But Wiki, bro know he did bad

Die L'zzzz, nigga, Wiki saw me in the stu'

He gon' cap for the net I was whoopin' his ass

Bloxkz on dick, nigga really the reason I really be smokin' on LaQuai

Dash

Thought he was tough tryna scap and he ran

Nigga caught him a shot, put him right in the past

OYK, I don't know why they talkin' the most

They got too many deads to go count

Edot a dick, nigga, he was the ticket and shit

Couldn't handle too much of the clout

Notti a dick, nigga, DD ain't slide for bro

He just post on IG account

Dudey keep rappin', but I'ma just show you what's all of the hype

'Bout the Flickers about

Baow, baow