Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scrollin, artist - Futuristic. Album song As Seen on the Internet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: We're The Future
Song language: English
Scrollin |
Ya, lame niggas don’t know about you be the same ones gon' hate the most |
LOL at my comment section to a dumb question when I make a post |
Still sippin' that peach Cîroc in my solo cup, time to make a toast |
This one go to your fuckin' mama, she a real one, she done raised a troll |
Talk shit on your web browser, see me in person and bitch up |
I bet you sleepin' with the lights on cause everytime I’m 'round you you switch |
up |
All these lil boys actin' real tough on their keyboards with their fingers |
tappin' |
Meet a nigga in the parkin' lot with them same hands and we’ll get it crackin' |
Have 'em speakin' in pig latin, this track is spittin' like six dragons |
In fact, I didn’t practice, it just happened, make 'em disappear like I did |
magic |
Bitch is spazzin', hit then I flip the mattress, delivery man got a big package |
Live lavish, give your man a kiss after, tell that Boy Meet World cause I been |
savage, yeah |
And you been average, boy, I’m 'bout to blow like Bin Laden |
I need a girl who got a big ass, she don’t got class, she been absent |
Got the game on lock, put it in the cabinet, I been have bread like a picnic |
basket |
I been killin' rappers, put 'em in the casket, I been makin' hits like a tennis |
racket, goddamn |
Why you all on my shit? |
You should get up off of my pics, ho |
Why you all on my feed? |
You should get up off of my dick, bro, scroll |
Keep it scrollin', scrollin', scrollin', bitch scroll |
Keep it scrollin', scrollin', scrollin' |
I said, why you all on my shit? |
You should get up off of my pics, ho |
Why you all on my feed? |
You should get up off of my dick, bro, scroll |
Keep it scrollin', scrollin', scrollin', bitch scroll |
Keep it scrollin', scrollin', scrollin' |
Yo, I got fame but I’m not the type to be outside and deal with the paparazzi |
I struggle with lots of issues daily, mostly online from the comments I see |
My shit’s wack and I should quit rap? |
If I catch you I really hope you got your |
posse |
Pull up on you quicker than a Maserati with the Kamikaze while your mom is |
watchin' |
I’m not impressed in my comment section, there’s lots of pestin' and monologuin' |
«Fuck you Hop, I’m a big fan but I hate you, bruh», that’s beyond insultin' |
Anger is boxed up in me, shit’s tricky, how you gon' compliment me then diss me? |
I’m at the top of trendin', it’s strictly the skill, can we stop pretendin'? |
It’s really |
Pissin' me off to the maximum, fuck these niggas, I ain’t yappin' 'em |
I don’t even have to pack a gun, when I see 'em face to face they be actin' |
softer than a pack of gum |
I stick my hand through your chest and detach a lung, watch you until you have |
fallen like Babylon |
I been screenshottin' the hate you been yappin', son, so when you see me, uh-oh, |
little faggot, run |
I got way too much that’s goin' on in my life to have to deal with these bitch |
haters |
I’ll fuck you up, that’s the grown men, high schoolers and fifth graders |
Don’t disrespect, like I’m new to this shit, don’t care if you’re a new fan or |
used to listen |
We gon' find you and bruise a disk in your back, go tell your dad it was Hopsin |
and Futuristic |
Why you all on my shit? |
You should get up off of my pics, ho |
Why you all on my feed? |
You should get up off of my dick, bro, scroll |
Keep it scrollin', scrollin', scrollin', bitch scroll |
Keep it scrollin', scrollin', scrollin' |
I said, why you all on my shit? |
You should get up off of my pics, ho |
Why you all on my feed? |
You should get up off of my dick, bro, scroll |
Keep it scrollin', scrollin', scrollin', bitch scroll |
Keep it scrollin', scrollin', scrollin' |
Yeah, my ex-girl on my news feed likin' everything, tryna get attention |
Quotin' me when she make a tweet, sayin' something sweet, tryna get a mention |
I don’t even talk to her like she across the room when we in detention |
Poke her on her forehead, said, «Sorry girl, you should mind your business» |
Miss Independent, get right, nigga, I see through that like Sprite, nigga |
Makin' moves, my Tour de France and I don’t even ride on no bike, nigga |
Do whatever I like, nigga, I met yo ass one time, nigga |
Now you run around the town just like a clown, sayin' Futuristic that’s my nigga |
Y’all be delusional, stuck in a cubicle, doin' the usual shit |
All up on YouTube with something that’s musical, comment like an attitudinal |
bitch |
Your facts don’t even be proveable, always disputable, grown niggas actin' like |
kids |
That’s juvenile, y’all so removable, I might quit rappin' and come and stab you |
in the ribs |
Keep it scrollin', you promotin' bogus vocals all on my socials |
And hope that some hoes will notice then you’ll poke 'em, you’re boastin' but |
you’re broke and everyone knows it |
Exposin' these jokes, now they salty like the ocean, my flow is colder than Ben |
& Jerry’s |
Competition get buried in cemeteries, if you hate you can suck on my twig and |
berries and keep scrollin', nigga |