Scrooge lyrics

[Chorus]

I ain't got shit for these niggas like Scrooge

Gotta jump fresh like a nigga at the shoot

Flying in the coupe, pull a ten off the swoop

At the club high, so they gotta raise the roof

I'm a big dog, so I scratch off the fleas

I can't even chop it up, the driver is Korean

Ridin' in the Wraith and that bitch still green

She a cheerleader, the bitch for the team

I'ma break her back 'cause the ... gettin' loose

Hit it one time, told that bitch toodaloo

Out the bag clean and a nigga well groomed

If you wanna lose your side, then you niggas doomed

Nigga, it's a mismatch, pull up at the kickback

I don't even stop, not even for a split-second

I don't need a top, 'cause shorty, I'm a chick magnet

Think I'm finna pop one like a Tic-Tac

[Verse]

I ain't finna make out with the bitch she a goof

Bought the whole store and they think that shit looted

Lil' Swae a soldier, all you need is a bazuka

Make it out the hood at one piece, you the truth

You don't know to do this shit like I do, ayy

You don't know to do this shit like the crew, ayy

Might pull out the [?] top roof and just scoot

Man these bitches worship me like I'm Zeus

Treat me like a mega-star

I might hop up out the whip into a helicopter

Niggas tryna act like they got it going on

If they traded on me, I say to hell with y'all, ayy

Put a chop, got chains up, they ain't caught the crib

Bunny hop with your bitch, then dip

When she see all the ice, she gon' rub on the clit

Young nigga gettin' rich as I can get

I done did what your niggas ain't did

I done been where they prolly ain't been

Stand the Franklins on the blue strips

Can't stand 'cause these niggas ain't lit, ayy

Burn out on the block then I whip it around

Bad bitch, dumb thick, I'ma dick her down

Big rocks on my wrist when I stick it out

[Chorus]

I ain't got shit for these niggas like Scrooge

Gotta jump fresh like a nigga at the shoot

Flying in the coupe, pull a ten off the swoop

At the club high, so they gotta raise the roof

I'm a big dog, so I scratch off the fleas

I can't even chop it up, the driver is Korean

Ridin' in the Wraith and that bitch still green

She a cheerleader, the bitch for the team

I'ma break her back 'cause the ... gettin' loose

Hit it one time, told that bitch toodaloo

Out the bag clean and a nigga well groomed

If you wanna lose your side, then you niggas doomed

Nigga, it's a mismatch, pull up at the kickback

I don't even stop, not even for a split-second

I don't need the top, 'cause shorty, I'm a chick magnet

Think I'm finna pop one like a Tic-Tac

[Outro]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy

• Artist:Swae Lee
• Album:Human Nature (2020)