Uppin’ The Score (Even)* lyrics

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[Verse 1]
You cannot mix me up right with a nerd
Pull up my foreign, park it on the curb
I don't give a f*ck, n*gga, f*ck what you heard
So much swag on me it just turned to a game like Raff Simon says
I done f*cked this lil b*tch on the floor like I can't find my bed

[Chorus]
I done fit four hoes in the damn two-seater

[Verse 2]
Can't give her di*k, cause you know I got sea sick
My block hot like a mof*ckin' heater
Said my bro caught a body, he hot like a fever
Said we uppin' the score, but it still don't feel even
Chokin' the game, yeah I put it to sleep yeah
I know this lil' b*tch yeah shе is a eater
But if you ask me yеah it's cheaper to keep her

[Chorus]
I done fit four hoes in the damn two-seater