Give It Up ft. Kill$et Lyrics

We can mingle baby girl or chill

Just don't do too much

Found a plastic baggie full of pills

And she throwing up

I get freaky so I text my sneaky linky

Bitch pull up

Told you that this fucking pussy mine

Don't give it up

Yeah I gotta girl and she mine

But she know what's up

If I'm going out tonight

Outside with my fucking cuz

I know it, she feel it, I'm going

I know it, fo sho it, yeah, yeah

Hit my doggy up Lil Kill

What we doing bruh

Finna go hit a fucking serve

Then we going up

Hit my dog KIKO up

We just gotta make it

Already know what we gonna do

Got these hoes butt naked, ooh

Yeah, like I said, aye

We can mingle baby girl or chill

Just don't do too much

Found a plastic baggie full of pills

And she throwing up

I get freaky so I text my sneaky linky

Bitch pull up

Told you that this fucking pussy mine

Don't give it up

Ay, sipping Bacardi

My bitch sipping Henny on ice.

Pimpin' precision impairing your vision

If that was my smile would get caught in the light.

I'm with a Keurig and your bitch embarrassing

Think I'm allergic to niggas and mice

So I need me some Claritin hold alotta Xandi

we're pressed for defense so the Rockets can fight.

She not an American

I like my hoes like my whips

And they all been motherfucking foreign

Tourin' Kissimmee to find me a gypsy

We finna get tipsy, with top in the morning

Think she absorbing, getting her wetter babe

Don't say my name cause the camera recording

Nigga you boring

Chrome heart wrist

Got me changing the weather

I'm no longer dripping, lil baby I'm pouring

Young K.I.K.O

Will be keeping the blues like Corbin

The rest gotta act in according

I pop me a pill, see it give her a trill

Now I feel like the king of the hill, no Lauren

Drip I'm affording

My ex got pregnant

By her new nigga and got an abortion

Cause he was too bummy

No mummy, I'm wrapping it up

Can't son me, feel like a orphan, damn, fuck

We can mingle baby girl or chill

Just don't do too much

Found a plastic baggie full of pills

And she throwing up

I get freaky so I text my sneaky linky

Bitch pull up

Told you that this fucking pussy mine

Don't give it up

Yeah, yeah, don't give it up, lil bitch, don't give it up

Plug hit my line for that pack

Bitch I'm about to go pick it up

Bitch I be serving them rich fiends

I got good clean and you getting cut

Lame niggas tryna front

Like they been in the game nigga

Pussy lil boy better stay in your lane

You could get hit with that flame nigga

Kill$et be the team, you lil niggas know

They can't fuck with the game nigga

Pull up we killing the scene

We left the block with a brand new stain nigga

Left a lil boy with a whole lotta red

Got hit in the head, he not getting up

All it really take is one call to your bitch

I bet she gon' give it up