UP DAT SCO lyrics

[intro: sample & ODR Brazy]
West Hialeah sh*t n*gga
(Yuh)
West Hialeah n*gga
(Yuh)
ODR
(yuh)
(Ya feel me?)

[Verse1]
And I wonder why
Deez f*ck n*ggas
Steady onnat po shi
Lil brazy down
Tellem we shoot
& ion shi
Yall never makin money
Where im at?
Im on the road b*tch
Ion even care about deez hoes
All a n*gga care bout, dat dough
pus*y n*gga play with us
& we gon have to kick da front do
Don’t play no slick shi
Cause me & gang gon be creepin
Through da back do
ODR West Hialeah
That is what im steppin
Till the day I f*ckin die
& till the day that I’ll be f*ckin restin
Took dat n*gga f*ckin money
Thas the bread that he was flexin
f*ck up out ma way
Lil Brazy don’t got feelins
So a youngin don’t be stressin
Put some golds upon ma teeth
You look @ thеm They gon b shinin
I remembеr Allem was seen
Thas when I was up & steady grindin
Swear if i see this n*gga
Finna stomp his face
& have his mama cryin
Drop the lo
This n*gga talkin bout he slidin
Deep inside you know you lyin
If its a fade then
Imma slide through with my fists
Lil n*gga ion need no weapons
Everywhere I f*ckin go
I got drugs & money my possesion
[Verse 2: Grime Green]

(Uh n*gga)
Like press em
Outside 4-5
Got da smith & Wesson
I don’t give a f*ck lil n*gga
I teach you a lesson
Ran up on da block n*gga
I keep da tension
I don’t give a f*ck n*gga
Whas yo intention
Pop up out da cut widdat fye
On ma side n*gga
Like why dafuq u tryna lie on my
On my kids you a fried n*gga
& I don’t give a single f*ck
Cause I sip liquor
Move quicker than you & yo b*tch Thas fasho
Yuh I up da poll
Upon da road
f*ck da trolls
I don’t give a single f*ck
Duck & dodge
On da On da side
On da side lines where u be
Imma be widdem B’s
& im smokin em trees b*tch
[Verse 3: Ka$hinout$pazz]

n*gga say he spinnin
But I never heard he up dat sco
How you say you catchin n*ggas
Butchu never caught a soul
b*tch ass n*gga ran
When we seen em atta f*ckin sto
Pop out from dat cut
& stretch dat boi
Leave em on da flo
Kick in yo do
Stand over
& let dat choppa blow
Me and Brazy finna make it out
And thas on f*ckin bro

[Verse 4:ODR Brazy]

Me and Grime and Spazz
Hoppin out that whip
And its windows tinted
Hitta n*gga widdat 55.6
Annem bullets went
Through his f*ckin melon
n*ggas ain’t standin up on buisness
n*ggas out here always f*ckin tellin
Imma real money getter
Imma real money chaser
I been ballin hella hard like
The muf*ckin lakers (Uh)
[Verse 5:Grime Green]
And im back on my grind
Lil brudda you know fasho
That its ma time
I don’t give a f*ck
Cause I ain’t even at my prime
Getcho b*tch from behind
Now im finna shine
I don’t give a f*ck cause I
I rise & I fly ova everybody
Run up on ha imma
Don’t even think about it
Get the f*ck up out da way
Because you ain’t bout it
Been bout it n*gga (Huh)
West Hialeah (ODR n*gga)
Pump to yo chest (yea n*gga)
Best believe (R.I.P NILO)
Finna grease ha (yeaa uh)