Lil Durk, Icewear Vezzo - Up the Scoe lyrics

Tweakin', get to tweakin' on
This bitch, yeah
Oh
Hmm, still ain't even though, nigga, oh
Yeah
You know we gon' get even, oh, hmm, hmm
Alright (Shh) , hmm

Hmm, yeah, I got that yeah on me
(I got that yeah on me)
Gotta watch how I be move 'cause
They gon' tell on me
(They gon' tell on me)
Yeah, that choppa
My attire look how I wear it on me
(I wear it on me)
Had to cut 'em off 'cause
They got weird on me
(What?)

Up the score (Yeah) , up that score (What?)
Yeah, better check the board
We up that score
Hmm
Up the score, up the (Phew)
Ah, come on here, man (Iced Up Records, yeah)

I was in the field
Ain't have no pot to piss in
(Nah)
Nigga, fuck the competition
They your opposition
(They your opposition)
Four hundred thousand just in the jewels
See them diamonds glisten
(What?)
I was shootin' up the bag
When they was droppin'
Breathless
(Breathless)
I'm really scarred from all my pain
And it ain't hoppin' fences
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Put the hood right up on my back, yeah
I mix pop with 6's
Got the script right in my pocket
And I ain't seen no doctor
(Nah)
My nigga died from all them
Pills like a Speaker Knockerz
(Rest In Peace)
I be really out here shinin'
So I keep that thunder
(Bah, bah)
Know them boys ain't addin' up, yeah
That's 'cause we the problem
(Light it up)
I be trippin', always tweakin'
I mix lean and molly
Fuck around and trick 'em
Off the sweet, yeah
He got cheated out here
(What?)

Up the score (Hmm) , up that score (Yeah)
Yeah, better check the board
We up that score
Hmm
Up the score, up the (Score)
Alright (Phew, Smurk)

My opps be pressed, when they lose
We call their phone like
"Yes"
(Pussy)
My shawty shoot
But seem to focus more when he off X
(Let's get it)
Don't run our mouths with sneaky links
Them hoes just want the sex
(I'm quiet)
The trenches different
You get taxed when niggas gettin' stretched
(Grrah)
Man, fuck them niggas
(Man, fuck 'em) , before he had sex
Shawty fucked them triggers (Facts)
I be with the snakes who snake the snakes
I call them niggas "Slither"
(Hey, Zoovi')
You gon' get it if I think you with it
You better not like a picture
I don't give a fuck if you a fan, bitch
We don't like them niggas
(Fuck 'em, facts)
I been off the mud lately
(Why?) , I need a free mind (Gang)
I call my lawyer to tell him
"Call the judge and tell him
'Free 'Nine'"
I know some killers who like to scam
When they got some free time
(Facts)
I know some scammers who be in the streets
They workin' D-Line
(Man, what?)
Hop in that Demon
Do one fifty like I'm Herbo and 'em
(One fifty)
I get my bitch a watch to match my watch
We Oyster twin
(Yeah)
Think I'm first to put a
Switchie on that glizzy .10
I got some bitches, run they mouth
That I'll never hit again

Hmm, yeah, I got that yeah on me
(I got that yeah on me)
Gotta watch how I be movin' 'cause
They gon' tell on me
(They gon' tell on me)
Yeah, that choppa
My attire look how I wear it on me
(I wear it on me)
Had to cut 'em off 'cause
They got weird on me
(What?)

Up the score (Yeah) , up that score (What?)
Yeah, better check the board
We up that score
Hmm
Up the score, up the (Phew, yeah)
Ah, come on over here, man