Mic Up Lyrics

One if it's smoke on yo chest bitch just say it

Two quit calling me with all that beef I like lettuce

Three don't have me round no niggas who fake flexing

Four keep a weird bitch from round me with all them extras

I was tryna be friend you bitches wasn't no nan

I was talking big yen you bitches couldn't comprehend

I was just trying to win flip it and do it again

I used to pray for I sin now look at me sinning again

I been having the juice my daddy don't fuck with no gin

I ride it like Benz yo body the block imma spin

I could be on all fours but you know I stay on all tens

I love it when he spend big racks do it again

Ion no Adam and Eve this here Eddie and Kim

I went out on a limb bad bitch thick but she slim

I eat a rap bitch up big bag M and M I ran it up real big and I did it at primm

One if it's smoke on yo chest bitch just say it

Two quit calling me with all that beef I like lettuce

Three don't have me round no niggas who fake flexing

Four keep a weird bitch from round me with all them extras

I ain't clearing up shit bitch i'm rolling up that pressure

I know exactly what the fuck I said and how I said it

Don't call me for no beef I like lettuce broccolini and I love the way you spread it

Aye who you know gon ride let you slip and slide

Aye who going to ride yea who going to ride yea

Make it come alive let you come inside

Aye let me ride to some do or die

Aye I'm a hog tie get you so excited

Beat it up nigga don't just fight it

I be on all tens I don't get tired make it scream stab it Michael Myers

You bringing that smoke and I'm bringing that fire

I need me a bag no Gucci no Prada

I'm talking big dollars you bring it to Mama

Calling you Big papa you fucking up commas

Please save that drama for one of they mamas

I got that aroma rich niggas they want her

I ain't even gon lie it's our winter our summer

Pockets doing numbers fly girl like stunna

I be talking my shit but I keep it a hunnit I be talking my shit but I keep it a hunnit