Cypress Moreno, Drakeo The Ruler, AD, Big Sad 1900 - Up The Score lyrics
[Cypress Moreno, Drakeo The Ruler, AD, Big Sad 1900 - Up The Score lyrics]
Pull up in them foreigns
Wildin like we Jordan
We ain't goin back and forth, you never home
Opps steady sneak dissin
But can never up the score
Another peace officer dead
Man this shit is getting boring
Fuck Covid man I really need to tour
Fuck a wifey, man I really need what's yours
Is looking like you finna be in a divorce
I got the fire, you'll be unemployed
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I jump out the Rolls
A hunnid shеlls droppin, man who did it
Who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the scorе
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I hop out the Rolls
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Man
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Look
How we gon beef, he ain't dead, get a x ray
Dumped his shells out
Leave the burner where my ex stay
Hit the east coast
On the field where the Mets play
When I'm bored
Make her do tricks like the X Games
, work hard like an ese
Spanish bitch on a dick
Begging for the leche compton crip nigga
Cool on the drugs but the homies call me jefe
Brown Julio, pat round be don't this
To much
Talking out the mouth get a new bitch
Old bitch rollin with the homies, clueless
Shanti versing with the clip, foolish
This Red Bull, hit the drink
I got wings bitch
That 45 with a kit, got a mean grit
Manifest what I want, I don't dream shit
Lookin for a door
Cuddle up with that dream bitch
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I jump out the Rolls
A hunnid shells droppin, man who did it
Who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I hop out the Rolls
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Look how we gon beef when you
Niggas ain't got not funds
Had me on the news, and I took em on the run
Brought the sticks out
They don't want to have no fun
Imma die about this shit
I put that on my son suckas up the way
Hit a nigga cause I'm poppin
Imma shoot it out in the mall if I'm shoppin
Imma lie to the lil bitch
She think we rockin
Dumb lil bitch, thinkin she the only topic
That's a Micheal Kors purse bitch
You need to stop it
That's the type shit that yo
Nigga got you rockin
Yea I took a trip to Michigan for the profit
Guns layin all around this bitch
Yea we got it
Two percs, who gon kill everybody standin
Cameras everywhere
You little niggas better not panick
I ain't come to party
Bitch I come to do some damage
Hittin every block
Chasin niggas with this cannon
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I jump out the Rolls
A hunnid shells droppin, man who did it
Who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I hop out the Rolls
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Man
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Wildin like we Jordan
We ain't goin back and forth, you never home
Opps steady sneak dissin
But can never up the score
Another peace officer dead
Man this shit is getting boring
Fuck Covid man I really need to tour
Fuck a wifey, man I really need what's yours
Is looking like you finna be in a divorce
I got the fire, you'll be unemployed
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I jump out the Rolls
A hunnid shеlls droppin, man who did it
Who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the scorе
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I hop out the Rolls
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Man
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Look
How we gon beef, he ain't dead, get a x ray
Dumped his shells out
Leave the burner where my ex stay
Hit the east coast
On the field where the Mets play
When I'm bored
Make her do tricks like the X Games
, work hard like an ese
Spanish bitch on a dick
Begging for the leche compton crip nigga
Cool on the drugs but the homies call me jefe
Brown Julio, pat round be don't this
To much
Talking out the mouth get a new bitch
Old bitch rollin with the homies, clueless
Shanti versing with the clip, foolish
This Red Bull, hit the drink
I got wings bitch
That 45 with a kit, got a mean grit
Manifest what I want, I don't dream shit
Lookin for a door
Cuddle up with that dream bitch
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I jump out the Rolls
A hunnid shells droppin, man who did it
Who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I hop out the Rolls
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Look how we gon beef when you
Niggas ain't got not funds
Had me on the news, and I took em on the run
Brought the sticks out
They don't want to have no fun
Imma die about this shit
I put that on my son suckas up the way
Hit a nigga cause I'm poppin
Imma shoot it out in the mall if I'm shoppin
Imma lie to the lil bitch
She think we rockin
Dumb lil bitch, thinkin she the only topic
That's a Micheal Kors purse bitch
You need to stop it
That's the type shit that yo
Nigga got you rockin
Yea I took a trip to Michigan for the profit
Guns layin all around this bitch
Yea we got it
Two percs, who gon kill everybody standin
Cameras everywhere
You little niggas better not panick
I ain't come to party
Bitch I come to do some damage
Hittin every block
Chasin niggas with this cannon
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I jump out the Rolls
A hunnid shells droppin, man who did it
Who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
All that suicide thoughts when I
Open up my doors
One type of dough when I hop out the Rolls
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
Man
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows
How we gon beef when you can't up the score
A hunnid shells, man who did it, who knows