You show your scars i show my scars witchu yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
It's hard for me to trust a soul
These niggas folding up just like an envelope
Said i would make it and they took me as a joke
Now when i walk in they gotta go and grab a coat
Yeah yeah yeah
But i got quick reflexes
It's from these VVS's
Tryna flex on all my ex's
The ones that took an exit
Say that was childlike well let it be I'm feeling reckless
I know that picture you posted was really for your ex's
Heard about what you did but you don't know i know you told
Now i can't make no sandwiches cuz i feel like I'm missing a loaf
You stab me once you'll stab me til you reach my soul
But if you stab my heart the knife gon break my shit so cold
You show your scars i show my scars witchu yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
Pull up and shorty isnfeeling on me
I want a mil in a week
Ain't no more nothing for free
Get on the stage and they paying to see
Gimme a plate eat it up like a g
I beat it up like a g
She said i came out the sea
Not in the navy but I'm in the sea
Mama she told me these niggas will steal
I swear to god that they really ain't real
Used to the fake that it feel like a drill
I'm limitless off of the pill
I get it it's kill or be killed
I'm inky but signing no deal
We moving low and concealed
Driving the boat need a shield
Filling the bag we getting this money yeah chasing them hundreds
Start to get full open another yeah gotta keep stuffing
Said that you got it well show me the money yeah niggas is bluffing
All of the ops move like a track team really be running
You show your scars i show my scars witchu yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
Rosé Da Baby - Scars Lyrics
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You show your scars i show my scars witchu yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
It's hard for me to trust a soul
These niggas folding up just like an envelope
Said i would make it and they took me as a joke
Now when i walk in they gotta go and grab a coat
Yeah yeah yeah
But i got quick reflexes
It's from these VVS's
Tryna flex on all my ex's
The ones that took an exit
Say that was childlike well let it be I'm feeling reckless
I know that picture you posted was really for your ex's
Heard about what you did but you don't know i know you told
Now i can't make no sandwiches cuz i feel like I'm missing a loaf
You stab me once you'll stab me til you reach my soul
But if you stab my heart the knife gon break my shit so cold
You show your scars i show my scars witchu yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
Pull up and shorty isnfeeling on me
I want a mil in a week
Ain't no more nothing for free
Get on the stage and they paying to see
Gimme a plate eat it up like a g
I beat it up like a g
She said i came out the sea
Not in the navy but I'm in the sea
Mama she told me these niggas will steal
I swear to god that they really ain't real
Used to the fake that it feel like a drill
I'm limitless off of the pill
I get it it's kill or be killed
I'm inky but signing no deal
We moving low and concealed
Driving the boat need a shield
Filling the bag we getting this money yeah chasing them hundreds
Start to get full open another yeah gotta keep stuffing
Said that you got it well show me the money yeah niggas is bluffing
All of the ops move like a track team really be running
You show your scars i show my scars witchu yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
It's hard for me to trust a soul
These niggas folding up just like an envelope
Said i would make it and they took me as a joke
Now when i walk in they gotta go and grab a coat
Yeah yeah yeah
But i got quick reflexes
It's from these VVS's
Tryna flex on all my ex's
The ones that took an exit
Say that was childlike well let it be I'm feeling reckless
I know that picture you posted was really for your ex's
Heard about what you did but you don't know i know you told
Now i can't make no sandwiches cuz i feel like I'm missing a loaf
You stab me once you'll stab me til you reach my soul
But if you stab my heart the knife gon break my shit so cold
You show your scars i show my scars witchu yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
Pull up and shorty isnfeeling on me
I want a mil in a week
Ain't no more nothing for free
Get on the stage and they paying to see
Gimme a plate eat it up like a g
I beat it up like a g
She said i came out the sea
Not in the navy but I'm in the sea
Mama she told me these niggas will steal
I swear to god that they really ain't real
Used to the fake that it feel like a drill
I'm limitless off of the pill
I get it it's kill or be killed
I'm inky but signing no deal
We moving low and concealed
Driving the boat need a shield
Filling the bag we getting this money yeah chasing them hundreds
Start to get full open another yeah gotta keep stuffing
Said that you got it well show me the money yeah niggas is bluffing
All of the ops move like a track team really be running
You show your scars i show my scars witchu yeah
No i ain't Malcom but in the middle yeah
Over ya head like a pack of skittles yeah
Loving hard no i can't love a little yeah yeah
Feel my pockets i keep 20 nickels yeah yeah
500 racks and then I'm tryna triple yeah yeah
Cannot stop i even double dribble yeah yeah
Keep on coming hard just like a missile yeah yeah
Writer: Isaiah Bankhead
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