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Lil Keed

It's Up Freestyle

 

It's Up Freestyle


Yeah, what 'bout now?
Huh, yeah, what 'bout now?
Ooh, yeah, what 'bout now?
Fore'n
It's up
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
Keed talk to 'em

Walked in, walked in, this Bentley truck you can crawl in
Gucci sweatsuit, yeah, they thought I was jogging
I'm just getting these front-ends, these back-ends, these racks in (No cap)
Nigga, fuck your plug, heard he taxing, we whack him (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm balling out, I got bad bitches at my house (No cap)
Yeah, that ho too lazy, I get in her mouth then I kick her out (Boom-boom-boom)
Yeah, Chanel shoebox full of racks, no safe in the house (Chaney-ney)
Yeah, these bitches see me bring these racks to the club, they falling out
I'ma Milly Rock, yeah, with that Richard Mille (Richard Mille)
Yeah, these niggas envy, put racks on their head like beanies (Rack, rack, racks)
Yeah, I crashed the scat pack, but it was not rented
Yeah, these racks in my pants extra green like spinach (Say what)
Ooh, (Keed talk to 'em) ooh, in this ho mouth
Like she lost her tooth, with some Crips too, huh
But I'm big Blood, blatt, blatt, shoot at his roof
YSL the gang, she said this chain, she tryna choose (Slatt-slatt)
Bitch, I'm with your ho, yeah, yeah, with your ho (Slatt-slatt)
Last night with your ho, the whole gang did your ho (Slatt-slatt)
Pass her back, bro, that's so you aught to know
She heard he low, yeah, I'm jerking in her throat (I'm you)
Keed talk to 'em
Huh, she know that these racks in
I remember back then, she was acting
I don't need no help with no back-end
Glock with a dick, I ain't wrestling, might go, Draco
A hundred shots, we ain't wrestling, huh, yeah
I go put a backend up, I put my main ho up
Now that her best friend know, slime got a blicky, yeah-yeah (Damn)
Kick that ho right out this box, I put my power in there
Yeah, when they see me, know they red flagging, yeah
Back from my boy Gump's, (Choo-choo) yeah (Go)
And we just left LA, smoking exotic strains, yeah (LA)
Yeah, yeah, CC, cop 'em by the pairs (Chaney-ney)
Yeah, yeah, just off Triller, I make a mil'
Yeah, yeah, double CC on the chairs (Chaney-ney)
Yeah, yeah, having Fear of God drip for real
Yeah, yeah, snake on the shirts, not no bears
Yeah, yeah, chopper hit him, hope he left a will
Yeah, yeah, Lil Keed gon' get these racks up
Early morning getting in, yeah, I love these racks
Yeah, we smoking OG while counting these racks
Yeah, we smoked your OG 'cause he is a rat
Yeah, young handsome oldhead, no need for old shit
Yeah, these hoes annoying, in the trap house, they blowing me
My white boy, he be smoking shit just like he Marley
Opp nigga, I ain't running in, nigga, try me, they gon' charge me
You talking 'bout I changed, nah, bitch, you just boring
She said, "Man, you changin'", (Fuck is you doin') nah, nah, uh

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