Up The Score
IDK, Benny the Butcher
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You niggas ain't it, ha You up the score, we up the score, it ain't much to come spin You double-back, we triple-back, quadruple, f*ck it, come quint- Hmm, huh, you gotta wave the white flag, that's the only way to end Haha, I'm tryna win Can't f*ck with niggas that f*ck with opps, see, that's dangerous Can't talk to niggas that talk to cops, see, that's dangerous These bitches givin' up the drop, see, that's dangerous (oh) Can't f*ck with niggas that f*ck with opps, see, that's dangerous Can't talk to niggas that talk to cops, see, that's dangerous These bitches givin' up the drop, see, that's dangerous (oh) If I slide, then it's gon' be a scene, he ain't die, run it back again, ha .223's runnin' through your house, you should've never ran your mouth, ha You act like you don't know what we about, ha You act like breathin' don't compare to clout, ha We gave him five, he still walkin' 'round, ha Next time, we gon' walk him down, ha Every day, we on the block, we on that same strip Front line, ready to stop, we on the same shit Talkin' this and this and that, ya'll just be sayin' shit (oh) You niggas ain't it Can't f*ck with niggas that f*ck with opps You up the score, we up the score, it ain't much to come spin These bitches givin' up the drops You double-back, we tripe-back, quadruple, f*ck it, come quint- Can't f*ck with niggas that f*ck with opps You gotta wave the white flag, that's the only way to end These bitches givin' up the drop, see, that's dangerous (haha, I'm tryna win) Really don't like you (I don't like you) I just went on a competition, like Mike do Spin on niggas, like Michael (Jackson) Wave that stick, like a maestro (woo) I hear you rappin' that killer shit, like you psycho Y'all play tough for them white folks When it's war, I ain't fuckin' bitches, that's really not my style (I'm chillin') I got all my hoes blocked, until somebody get knocked down (word) You know it come with this shit, that's part of wearin' a crown Some niggas ready, some niggas not, some niggas might throw in that towel Careful what you wish for, you just might get sent for It could be your lucky day, you should've played the pick 4 (haha) Dropped a quarter on your hood, and I could've spent more Y'all niggas not bulletproof, but I just did the Benz doors You niggas ain't it Can't f*ck with niggas that f*ck with opps You up the score, we up the score, it ain't much to come spin These bitches givin' up the drops You double-back, we tripe-back, quadruple, f*ck it, come quint- Can't f*ck with niggas that f*ck with opps You gotta wave the white flag, that's the only way to end These bitches givin' up the drop, see, that's dangerous (haha, I'm tryna win)
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Written by: Anthony Camillo, Jason Mills, Jeremie Damon Pennick, Mary Jane Sawyer, Tobias Breuer
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