Up the Score!
I sit back and go pour me a four
I get racks, bitch I said fuck a tour
And these bitches get cracked, Ima fuck on your whore
Pussy nigga jump back, he's going to come to a horror
Bitch I'm jugging your shit, and it's no longer yours
And that nigga a bitch, he get dropped on the floor
Go get me a new blick and I go up the score
And I'm just tryna sip, so I'm just finna pour
And that boy don't got shit to his name, he his poor
And I stay going up, nigga I'm gonna soar
And I'm beating it up, that pussy getting sore
In that double R truck, and you drive an Accord
Niggas got it fucked up, saying "Hajï is lord"
And that bitch is a dutt, she gon call, I ignore
And I'm running it up, bitch I need a award
Let's run this shit back, I pour up a four
I run up the racks, I said fuck a tour
I blow that bitch back, I fuck in your hoe
I shoot and step back, I'm feeling like Zo
Ian giving no dap, like who is you moe
And I got them racks, a nigga want more
And I gotta Mac, that bitch finna blow
I'm smoking that pack while I lay on the floor
She like how I rap, she liking my flow
I stay with my brother, my twin, Slxzø
I stay with my brother, we winning fasho
We running this shit, we the star of the show
And we never miss, bitch it's ten in a row
When I pull out the blick, man he finna get low
And he talking that shit, leave a tag on his toe
And that nigga a bitch, he get bagged like a tote
Playing with sleezy, bitch I up da score (go)
Fill that nigga with led now he on the floor (yea yea yea)
Countin up da bread counting up da dough
And I only hit headshots that's fasho (headshots das fasho)
Let 'em take my headshots for da dough
I just want to fuck then I gotta go (then i gotta go)
Niggas better duck choppa finna blow (choppa finna)
And I got a two liter pouring up a four (ha)
Bitch Ima get to da racks (yea)
Might hit that hoe from da back
If I miss then I double back (den I double back)
Giving me the grammy's giving me a plaque(yea yea yea)
She doing to much she needs relax (she needs relax)
This choppa nineteen got hollows eat his back (ha back)
Nigga Ima grave digger getting racks
She got baby sleezz on her neck getta tat (yea)
Knock out his brain like spaghetti
Cause I got five nights at her crib like I'm Freddy
She hug on me like imma teddy
Hit 'em in the face now he need a meddy (haha)
A young nigga spongebob baby I'm ready
It's just me n haj, yea we popping eddies (yuh)
She say she want dick babygirl forget it (bleh)
And the bomb gotta timer nigga so i set it (ha yea)
I get racks, bitch I said fuck a tour
And these bitches get cracked, Ima fuck on your whore
Pussy nigga jump back, he's going to come to a horror
Bitch I'm jugging your shit, and it's no longer yours
And that nigga a bitch, he get dropped on the floor
Go get me a new blick and I go up the score
And I'm just tryna sip, so I'm just finna pour
And that boy don't got shit to his name, he his poor
And I stay going up, nigga I'm gonna soar
And I'm beating it up, that pussy getting sore
In that double R truck, and you drive an Accord
Niggas got it fucked up, saying "Hajï is lord"
And that bitch is a dutt, she gon call, I ignore
And I'm running it up, bitch I need a award
Let's run this shit back, I pour up a four
I run up the racks, I said fuck a tour
I blow that bitch back, I fuck in your hoe
I shoot and step back, I'm feeling like Zo
Ian giving no dap, like who is you moe
And I got them racks, a nigga want more
And I gotta Mac, that bitch finna blow
I'm smoking that pack while I lay on the floor
She like how I rap, she liking my flow
I stay with my brother, my twin, Slxzø
I stay with my brother, we winning fasho
We running this shit, we the star of the show
And we never miss, bitch it's ten in a row
When I pull out the blick, man he finna get low
And he talking that shit, leave a tag on his toe
And that nigga a bitch, he get bagged like a tote
Playing with sleezy, bitch I up da score (go)
Fill that nigga with led now he on the floor (yea yea yea)
Countin up da bread counting up da dough
And I only hit headshots that's fasho (headshots das fasho)
Let 'em take my headshots for da dough
I just want to fuck then I gotta go (then i gotta go)
Niggas better duck choppa finna blow (choppa finna)
And I got a two liter pouring up a four (ha)
Bitch Ima get to da racks (yea)
Might hit that hoe from da back
If I miss then I double back (den I double back)
Giving me the grammy's giving me a plaque(yea yea yea)
She doing to much she needs relax (she needs relax)
This choppa nineteen got hollows eat his back (ha back)
Nigga Ima grave digger getting racks
She got baby sleezz on her neck getta tat (yea)
Knock out his brain like spaghetti
Cause I got five nights at her crib like I'm Freddy
She hug on me like imma teddy
Hit 'em in the face now he need a meddy (haha)
A young nigga spongebob baby I'm ready
It's just me n haj, yea we popping eddies (yuh)
She say she want dick babygirl forget it (bleh)
And the bomb gotta timer nigga so i set it (ha yea)
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Writer(s): Jaiden Williams
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