Dirty Dior - Up 50 Lyrics

Check the score and we up 50
Man you lil niggas broke, Y'all ain't f*cking with me
Check the score and we up plenty
Man you lil niggas broke, Y'all ain't f*cking with me

Tough times don't last but tough people do
I'm the one who took one and went and made two
I can turn two to four like a magic trick
I got a model bitch in a foreign sucking dick
Christian Dior I Christian'd your whore
Fifty bands, fifty rounds it's just me and my boys
We just crashed to your bitch took her round on a tour
Yea my stomach f*cked up but i'ma pour me some more
Catching the face
Rubber bands put in the safe
Nigga talking out of line almost caught me a case
Nigga talking out of line he get put in his place
F.N. red beam put it all in his face
These a thousand dollar denims hanging all off my waist
Took the double C's off when we hopped in the wraith
She keep looking at the stars now she think we in space
Shh, just caught a body now he fleeing the state

Check the score and we up 50
Man you lil niggas broke, Y'all ain't f*cking with me
Check the score and we up plenty
Man you lil niggas broke, Y'all ain't f*cking with me
Check the score and we up 50
Man you lil niggas broke, Y'all ain't f*cking with me
Check the score and we up plenty
Man you lil niggas broke, Y'all ain't f*cking with me