Rzla - Scott Disick Lyrics

Passed out from the champagne
I don't give a shit I'm pouring more drank
The only way to get over a hungover
Is to keep drinking. bring the gin over
Rzla gotta do it, you know I gotta do
Come into your house
I'm Doing yoga with your mrs
Bitches over here, bitches over there
All girls are the same
Rest in peace to juice
I don't follow rules bitch
Even when I buy my Tesla
Nigga, I won't read the manual
I'll just cop the coupe and screech
Burnin' out the tyres
Doing donuts with that autopilot
With the way i flip houses
You would think a nigga Scott Disick
Pull up in something exotic
Why your wifey at my party
And dancing on a nigga
Like I f*cking owe her money
Tic-tac to, motherf*cker xo
Money coming in cashing cheques in Soho
I just want the Rum nigga you can keep the coke
Say's she wants to dance
So I went and got a pole
Rzla tatted on your mother's ass
Bitch you talking shit like a pastor During morning Mass
Rzla tatted on your mother's ass
Bitch you talking like a pastor during Morning mass
With the way i flip houses
You would think a nigga Scott Disick
Pull up in something exotic
Why your wifey at my party
And she's dancing on a nigga
Like a f*cking owe her money