Up The Score Lyrics

Aye, Aye, Aye, Bringing that 2013 Drill shit back, you already know

Aye, what up Mac, Squad, Yeah, Yeah, Squad, 9 milli we the gang

Yeah, Yeah, Squad, 9 milli we the gang nigga, Up the score and put y'all ass to shame nigga

All my niggas savage we don't play nigga, Put a nigga in a casket we some brave diggers

Up the score, this ain't a game nigga, Kick a door, nah we don't play nigga

If you want war, then we gon' spray nigga, Take his fucking blood and yellow tape nigga

Yeah, bitch I'm bringing drill back, If a nigga want war, nigga kill his ass

Yeah, bitch I'm bringing drill back, If a nigga want war, nigga kill his ass

Aye, niggas acting like they want to fucking smoke, Nah, bitch it ain't a problem, I'll let it blow

Yeah, brains on the fucking flow, This ain't a game, I'll up the scope

Yeah, pussy boy, you already know, Nigga, I ain't scared to kick your fucking door

Nigga, I ain't scared, we can go to war, Boy, your whole squad can get fucking smoked

Aye, yeah, this ain't a joke nigga, Duct tape and some fucking ropes nigga

Yeah, Glocks and red beams, it's a go nigga, I got a list of names, trying to up the score nigga

Aye, if it's a problem, we gon' up the score, Got a list of names, erase them off the board

Fuck around with me, that'll start a war, My Glock shoot anything, yeah that shit a ho

Yeah, bitch up the scope, Nigga up the scope, Boy we gon' go to war

Yeah, yeah, this ain't a game, I'll let it blow, Yeah, brains on the fucking flow

Yeah, man, that shit a ho-ho, This ain't a game, I'll up the scope

Yeah, man, it ain't a game, I'll let you fuck around

Yeah, man, it ain't a game, I'll let you fuck around