Up the Score

[Intro]
Everything dead
Grrah
Get Jiggy or die trying (Get jiggy or die trying)
Grrah
Grrah-grrah
Gang
Everything dead
Everything dead (Boom, boom)

[Chorus]
R.I.P. my fallen soldiers they been tryna up the score
Walk down gang, we put 'em down
We had to slime them out for sure
I bet Dotty call my phone
We gotta get 'em, he gon' go
Got a thottie, she too hottie, let's go blitz 'em on the low

[Verse 1]
Like they know who we smoke
I just been feenin', up the score
Got a thottie in the back, she just bе feenin' for some more
Off the patty, shе be geekin' when I'm all up in her throat
Got a baddie that's gon' fuck me when I'm home and all alone
A demon to my soul, she lovin' on my soul
Blood on all my denims, can't explain what's going on
She right when I'm just wrong
She sneaky out her thong
Her baby daddy textin', can't explain what's going on
A demon to my soul, she lovin' on my soul
Blood on all my denims, can't explain what's going on
She right when I'm just wrong
She sneaky out her thong
Her baby daddy textin', can't explain what's going on

[Chorus]
R.I.P. my fallen soldiers they been tryna up the score
Walk down gang, we put 'em down
We had to slime 'em out for sure
I bet Dotty call my phone
We gotta get 'em, he gon' go
Got a thottie, she too hottie, let's go blitz 'em on the low

R.I.P. my fallen soldiers they been tryna up the score
Walk down gang, we put 'em down
We had to slime 'em out for sure
I bet Dotty call my phone
We gotta get 'em, he gon' go
Got a thottie, she too hottie, let's go blitz 'em on the low

[Outro]
We gon' slime 'em out for sure
We gon' slime 'em out for sure
Call up Bdot, he gon' go
I get Dotty, he gon-, he gon- get 'em gone