ScoreSettler - CEO Trayle, 4L Quan & BabyDrill: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

CEO Trayle, 4L Quan & BabyDrill

ScoreSettler

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Hip-Hop/Rap

ScoreSettler was released on October 31, 2025 by CEO Trayle Music, LLC / The Freeminded Records / EMPIRE as a part of the album Happy Halloween 7

Song Details

AlbumHappy Halloween 7

Release DateOctober 31, 2025

LabelCEO Trayle Music, LLC / The Freeminded Records / EMPIRE

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM73

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

CEO Trayle

Vocals

4L Quan

Performer

BabyDrill

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

CEO Trayle

Composer

Lyrics

[Intro]

(GMoney)

Ayy

Yeah

Yeah

Uh

[Verse 1]

Score settler, dope peddler, no catchin' up, a ho set 'em up

Said they know C4 too well, he be tweakin' off them drugs

Get the glizzy in them clubs, pay the shooters with no stubs

Yeah, all hunduns, bitch, I ain't got no dubs

Ayy, last **** tried this shit, filled him up with slugs

I might introduce them plugs, ain't no movin' loose with us

Yellow Xanax, that bus, once I left the bitch, she crushed

Ayy, double-stuff them 'Woods, Wockhardt in my cup

Ayy, ayy, I ain't been outside 'cause the block hot than a fuck

Ayy, told her bring her head to me, Big Boss wan' fuck

For my son, I just bought it, fuck the price, give no fuck

[Verse 2]

Bitch, catch an opp at dice game, throw the dot like Jalen Hurts

Hit that bitch with a fifty, make sure, yeah, his mama hurt

On God, you can't come outside after dark, too much rain for you

I can hit you with this stainless steel, bet I can make it sing to you

Spin a— huh, all that lackin' on that block, bitch, I squeeze like 52

Pussy, 'fore I go out bad 'bout a ho, I won't even look at you

On God, yeah, he said he was steppin', he a pussy, all his clips see-through

Yeah, I hit your ho, then we eat a meal at Kiku

[Verse 3]

I take your bitch to brunch (Take her), strap on me at lunch (Blick)

They say I'm big lackin', wink, wink, this piggy bust (BabyDrill)

See the fuck ****, sorry, problem (On me)

The bitch hit harder than UFC fight or a professional boxer

Bitch, you ain't never ran from the monster

Look, yeah, bookbag full of bowties and some rope (On gang)

Really rich now, I was hittin' licks to stay afloat

Building switch now, 12'll get the gun and never know (Shh, shh)

Used to flippin' houses, we was wildin', tryna kick a door

[Verse 4]

Ayy, 'member we climbed up the patio just for a sixty-inch (Ayy)

Uh, she said I fucked her last week, I don't remember shit (Yeah)

Yeah, come 'round these sharks and these gators, you just may get bit

We drive Bentleys, wear Bottegas, just couldn't pay the rent

Ayy, I can't let an opp catch me, bulletproof vest me

Ayy, fuck the cryptocurrency, where do I invest me?

High-speed the jakes, 'nother state, they ain't catch me

Play it smart, 4, it's pussy **** waitin', tryna stretch me

I just bought a stick, now this stick need some testing

I just bought this bitch and she spit, she disgust me

I just bought a brick, if I whip, I'll be stretching

Do not let this bitch in this VIP if she sweating

Ayy, I'm the dope peddler, ayy, the score settler

Ayy, a ho set 'em up

That's what you get for thinkin' big folks friendly, pick him up

Ayy, got the biggest semi tucked

Ayy, they didn't wanna show me love 'til I ran my money up, 4

Ayy, backdoor kicker, Amiri pants, Prada gloves

Ayy, 4 turned the opps into fans, what the fuck? (Ayy)

Still let him use the verse, but I tried to kill his cuz

I just made you hot, fuck ****, you ain't got no buzz, C4

Bought an eight of Wock' from Cinco, if I'm cappin', kill me

C4 show, paint the building, know the slatts get racks in Bentleys

Want a picture, gotta suck it while I'm filming

Five different bitches and we all building

Written by: CEO Trayle

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