Up! Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Ayy, Beezo, gang
I'm livin' lavish with bad bitches
We don't want that hoe if she at average, we pass it
We gon' count this cheese and we gon' stack it New pack in
Now we outside, it ain't no lackin
Said, now we outside, it ain't no lackin'
Livin' lavish with bad bitches
We don't want that hoe if she at average, we pass it
We gon' count this cheese and we gon' stack it New pack in
Now we outside, it ain't no lackin
Said, now we outside, it ain't no lackin
Hold on, shh, I think I hear a nigga creepin', let me get in my zone
No, I'm never lackin', bitch, I'm always clutchin' my chrome
Lay up in your grass, I'ma sit and wait like a gnome
Rockstar life, niggas thought this shit was Malone
Lil' shawty, she a ten, man, she bad to the bone
Got a nasty slut, eat me up like a calzone
She said she like how I smell, baby, fuck with my cologne
This shit here is not written, comin' straight from the dome
Uh, I'm what they talk about, I'm countin' large amounts
I'm on the block, what you need, niggas know the count
I get the cash, I get the gas, and then I'm in and out
Off that yak, I might just crash, like damn I'm spinnin' out
I'm chasin' chicken, bitch, I been winnin
What can I say, man, this shit get wicked
Call up your bitch, she pull up on me, get the lickin
Like how she don't swallow, but she eat McChickens
Shout out Miri Jeans, call him up, he get the stickin
My neck so wet, damn, it feel like I've been swimmin
Ballin' like I'm Jordan, B-Fax is my Scottie Pippen
Dishin' out them bullets like your name is George Pickens
Uh, I'm with my canines with my dogs
Do a nigga greasy, all my niggas like to rob
Shawty claim she love you, she get passed like a baton
Shawty left my crib and went straight to the salon
Uh, they ask me, Beezo, what you on?
Said I been low, in the cut, keepin' calm
Told em, just wait on it, I won't be down for long
I spark this wood, mind my business, bitch, I'm gone
I'm livin' lavish with bad bitches
We don't want that hoe, if she a average, we pass it
We gon' count this cheese and we gon' stack it, new pack in
Now we outside, it ain't no lackin
Said, now we outside, it ain't no lackin