Scroll Songtext

Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll
Yeah

You already know the score, (Score) we pass the Final 4 (Pass)
It’s like a needle in a haystack- you tryna find your hoe (Literally)
Pick up the phone and scroll, but she don’t look like that in person (Nah)
I put the Southside on my back, and then I start doin’ burpees
Had the trap bumpin’ like herpеs, sickness in all of my verses
Shawty know shе got some fire head, she wasn’t missin’ rehearsals
I bought her thirty one purses, flavor for whoever thirsty (Thirsty)
Hardest verse that was on Mercy, ain’t no way you can reverse it (No way)
Cullinan look like it Brinks (Brinks)
Diamond ring look like a sink (Sink)
Surrounded myself with some ink (Ink)
Talk to your bih like a shrink (Talk to ‘em)
You n***** can’t swim with your watch— I know
350, I was at Pappadeaux
You n***** is broke, make ‘em mop the floor
Left a tip then I was out the door
I drive the Lambo slow, (Uh) designer to the floor (Uh)
You tryna find your hoe? Pick up the phone and scroll (Scroll)
Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll (Toni)

Pick up my phone and scroll, (Scroll) pick up my phone and stir shit (Stirrin’)
Scrollin’, lookin’ for your bitch (Yeah)
Hundreds on me, brought a loaf with (I brought a loaf)
Face and leave, I ain’t stayin’ late (Yeah)
Lotta hoes on my database (Yeah)
Different bitches with me day to day (Day to day)
Killers with me with a ankle bracelet (Ankle bracelet)
Turn Sprite to tomato paste (Tomato paste)
I can’t argue with a bitch (Never)
Lotta hoes— it’s a grip (Grip)
N****, scroll, it’s a list (Scroll)
Fly as hell, finna lift (Lift)
Probably coulda got a Regal, (Regal) but I spent it on a fit (Yeah)
With his bitch, she be sneakin’ (Sneakin’)
I ain’t finna tell him shit (No)
Got my cup at Ruth’s Chris (Yeah)
N***** lookin’ for their hoes? (Yeah)
Here, scroll through this
Tryna squeeze a Rolls through the fence
Designer to the floor, I’m in Rick
N***** smokin’ lows, that ain’t it
I drive that Lamb like it’s old as a bitch (I drive it slow)

I drive the Lambo slow, (Uh) designer to the floor (Uh)
You tryna find your hoe? Pick up the phone and scroll (Scroll)
Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll

Scrolled in my DM for hours (Hours)
Suckin’ like she don’t got manners (Damn)
I leave the bitches abandoned (Yeah)
Four bitches, I need me a challenge (Challenge)
N***** broke, I can’t allow it (Can’t)
She know that pussy got power (Power)
Shoppin’ all day got me tired (Tired)
Yeah, hang it up, n****, retire (Retire)
Open my phone, n****, scroll
I done fucked so many hoes (On God)
I hate when their pictures be old (Yeah)
He got with the bitches and froze (Froze)
She ain’t fuckin’— I’m sendin’ her home (Home)
Keep passin’ like Patrick Mahomes (Mahomes)
She see me and act like a hoe (Hoe)
I’m sendin’ her man to the store
All Madden, they playin’ on pro (Pro)
I hit all these bitches you showin’ me (Yeah)
Whatchu doin’? You know you can’t come with me (What?)
I keep me some bitches up under me (On God)
Comin’ bleedin’ like I’m gettin’ surgery (Surgery)
She fiendin’, can’t get enough of me (Fiendin’)
Took his bitch, he seein’ it publicly (Publicly)
Different hoes, Dominican Republic

I drive the Lambo slow, (Uh) designer to the floor (Uh)
You tryna find your hoe? Pick up the phone and scroll (Scroll)
Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll (Toni)
I drive the Lambo slow, (Uh) designer to the floor (Tell ‘em)
You tryna find a hoe? (Hoe) Pick up the phone and scroll
Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll, (Scroll) Scroll
Yeah