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Up It

 

Up It

(álbum: Still Swervin - 2019)


Ratchet shit
Shawty and 'em popping out the cut fapping shit
Shawty know I'm tryna brack it
Her butt fat as shit
Got a automatic under my jacket
And I'm with it was happenin'?
I just popped a lil half a yerk
So I'm feeling fantastic
I'm like, "Fuck it I'ma just go to work"
'Cause I been in the bank like Ashton
I'll buy a lil bitch a Jaguar, I want me a Aston
Hood bitch with me, I'm like a NASCAR driver
She ain't been in no fast one
And I smoke a v live, she gave me head while I'm drivin
I'ma fuck around crash it
I'm like, "Fuck it then"
I'ma go and smash right now, I'ma take her to the mansion
I told I still wanna, suck on the titties tho even they plastic
In that new shit I can self park the whip
I'm feeling Jurassic
And you know I pop out with a whip on my wrist
Look at the dash
Got a bank account nobody know about
Yeah I just fill it with cash
Everybody wanna fuck your sister, Stacey Dash
But it ain't really 'cause I'm faced
With her lil basic ass

Up it, up it (ah) up it nigga up it
(Uh) Nigga fuck it, I'ma cop this bitch and up it
(Uh) She gon' up it, up it bitch up it
Quick, get to ducking, fuck it bitch up it

You ain't like yo neighbors, they lil' racist ass
Used to be a fuck nigga so you tryna erase the past
You ain't know me 'cause I'm a young nigga
And I, chase the bag
We ain't smoking on nothin but exotic
You'll think we laced the bag
I got my bitch a Chanel bag (Uh)
Cost like 12 stacks (Uh)
Riding track hoe (Huh)
Fuck yo hellcat
And I'm a bad boy, I'm a bad influence
Tell a nigga what he gon' do
Make him fast forward
And don't let no nigga hold you
Keep that MAC no Pro Tools
Keep that bag, overheat that mag
And I'm a star, check my VVs
You can see these, hoes from afar
I mean you can be these
Don't care if you BD, or if you GD
We on that car
Word to my mom, word to ya'll
Word to Allah, whoever your God!
Whatever a nigga play, send him up to his God
Whatever a nigga make, we'll double at the mall

Up it, up it (ah) up it nigga up it
(Uh) Nigga fuck it, I'ma cop this bitch and up it
(Uh) She gon' up it, up it bitch up it
Quick, get to ducking, fuck it bitch up it

feito

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