The Upcomers ft. A.yokayy Lyrics

I like the way you move

I like the way you move

I like the way

I like the way

I like the way you move

(Rollie gon' stupid)

Been a while since we dropped

Know that these people been waiting, and niggas be hating, but i'll be damned if I flop

Know I was born to develop, a star in the making, i'm soon to be up at the top

I know that plenty folks doubtin' me, say I won't qualify, but I'ma still get on props

I already started, i'm not finna stop

I need my gun to act like all these dirty ass bitches, and catch a body like a freak hoe (psh, psh)

I can't be stuck in my past, my future ahead, I might takeoff like one of them Migos

I gotta tell my young niggas to chill cause they always be goin' off a bean like they Chico

Know that my birthday on May, 17th, but I got my heart broke by a Taurus and Leo (Fuck)

Lotta folks think that it's hard

But this shit really easy you just gotta have dedication

When I rap bitch I go hard when

A hoe listen to it she gon' think I already made it

I'ma aim straight from my target

Like I was an archer i'm gettin' bullseyes on the daily

And I told all the people I rock it I gotta stay inside the sun, cause I'll never be shaded

Everybody say I'm creative,

I tell em I know I did this shit since I was a baby

Every time I walk out the house females say I'm they daddy, but I don't claim em as my baby

Niggas that say they the greatest tell em fall in line cause that spot right there already taken

And bitch I ain't pull up to have no weak ass conversation, just make that ass start shakin'

Make the bih clap, with no hesitation

I'ma go get it, these niggas be hatin'

I want it now, why the fuck would I wait

He want the feature, but he gotta pay

You gotta go lil' bitch you cannot stay

Booked for a show in a whole nother state

Just like cake he can get his ass baked

Just like the earth he gon' get his ass quaked

Matter of fact, he can get his ass cracked

Glock gotta beam I put it on his back

Tell us if he long

Get in my ringtone

Screaming my name when I'm on like a theme song

Try to finesse me, he livin' with three bones

Don't know the name, he said that's B.B. Simone (It's not B.B. Simone, It's B.B. Simon dumb ass)

Why the fuck he be worried

About what I got on, Niggas know when I rap I get all in my zone

Post up on his block now he scared to go home

Oh he in the field?, tell that nigga go long

That bitch FNF?, tell her where she belong (I ain't even to you shawty you belong to the streets, I'ma keep it real with you, I just wanna hit)