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skyte - #uppinthescore lyrics

[intro]
oh my god
i got a whole lotta money, gang (gang)

[verse]
um, your b+tch left you ’cause you was poor
uh, how you down bad ’bout a wh0re?
he tried to slide, so we uppin’ the score
uh, i think your b+tch at the door
i heard her bag like she stepped on the floor (okay)
catch his brother, then we put him on gore
you call me skyte, b+tch, your ho call me lord
okay, feel like i’m jace, you get hit with a sword
know i’m the g.o.a.t. ’cause i just sh+t on these n+ggas whenever i’m bored
b+tch, don’t call me ’cause i’m finna press ignore
i keep like three molly pills in my favorite drawer
i use the drugs as a remedy, them hoes in front of me, without them hoes, i would die
plug just hit me with that ten a g, now he’s the enemy, i’m finna go get the fire
b+tch, i’m a whole ‘nother entity, run up on me, man, i wish that that f+ck n+gga try
no, this isn’t featuring kai’
she text my phone, she can’t get a reply
one thing i failed is a d.u.s.i
she tryn’ to hit me, i isn’t that guy
cheat on my b+tch and fall back on my lie
i’m f+cking b+tches, like two at a time
n+gga, i’m stuck, stay on my grind, i cannot miss a day
i take a opp in the crib and eviscerate
this n+gga sad ’cause i took his b+tch away
i made a band and i ain’t do sh+t today
i just made paper on paper, on paper, on paper
might f+ck your b+tch, but i’m never gon’ date her
look at your face, i can tell you a hater
no, i don’t follow, b+tch, i’m a creator
i put the work in, it fell in my favor
i just get older and n+ggas get lamer
n+ggas get lame, n+ggas get lame
n+ggas get lame, n+ggas get lame
i down the [?], so i used it the same
you can get k!lled disrespecting the gang
step on your neck, n+gga, give me that chain
when i’m with your b+tch, i’m like, “give me that brain”
and she gon’ do it, she do what i say
way n+ggas talkin’ ’bout skyte, they g+y
run up, we taking your life away
[outro]
b+tch, what?
gang

- skyte lyrics

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