Scorin’ Murda Beatz (Ft. Offset & Playboi Carti)

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Who that scorin'? Yeah
Who that scorin'
Pull up in a foreign, scorin'
Scorin', yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I feel like Herb
Movin' them bird, what you done heard?
I'ma big ball, I'ma big ball
Breitling my arm, 40 I'm on
Coke, she blow like bombs, yeah
Y'all tried, too calm, uh, tats on my arm, yeah
2900 blastin' at your stomach
At your stomach, how you comin'
What you ate for breakfast?
20 racks and blessin', bitch its swag school
Teach you niggas lessons, teach you lessons
Bitch its swag school
Lean and gas for breakfast
Bitch for breakfast, bitch for breakfast, yeah
30 on my necklace
On my necklace, on my necklace, yeah
Tatted on my neck, tatted on my neck, bitch
Bad bitch with a fetish, bag it up and sell it
Count it up and mail it, count it up and mail it, yeah
Bag it up, yeah, count it up and mail it