Bitch Im Up Lyrics

Tell them niggas wake the fuck up, they tryna sleep on me

If we catch a opp in public, ain't no pass, we gon' beat em

If he wasn't in the whip when he got hit, then he can't speak on em

I'm from the land, not Miami, but I always keep that heat on me

Bitch, I'm thuggin' in these cold streets

Ain't worried bout my old freak

When you focus on money, the bitches follow man these hoes weak

Pull up on they block, start shootin', we

clear the whole street

That nigga caught a shot to his noggin', he

said the wrong thing

I'm a jointed up nigga, I'm living lavish

Taking risk I need the baggage

Up the stick and let em have it

Flip the switch it's automatic

I told the bitch it's with a 2

You love the kid, then get it tatted

And I ain't trippin' on my old bitch, I already had it

Mr. Big Pole, Big Loaf, and Double Cup

.40 have a nigga duckin' and jumpin like double dutch

Bad bitch, she got a pretty face and a bubble butt

I walk in the party the 30, poking told her, fuck it up

Bitches see me out and get to tweaking, yeah, they fanned out

Ain't used to want a nigga, now she tryna pull her pants down

.40 on me fuck a fade, boy, you better put your hands up

Talkin' crazy from the house, so we finna go knock his man's down

I really shit-talk for real, I don't need no pen

Smokin' dead niggas, lil' baby, I don't need no blend

Rockstar, noddin off the juice, better watch my cup

Bitch it's Big Yz, dissin' on the gang, we poppin' him up

Keep a stick on me, I gotta keep it in my jeans

Pint after pint, I'm mud-sippin' Bitch, I need the lean, red dot on his head

The mark of Buddha, hit him with the beam

Park the whip and, do my lil' dance, and then I'll leave the scene

Bitch, I'm up, noddin' off, I'm sippin' on this cup

Bitch, I'm up, niggas dissin', catch em' out and pop em' up

Bitch, I'm up, really feel it, ain't no bitch that I can't fuck

You takin' pictures with the stick, but you ain't never blow your gun

Bitch, I'm up, noddin off, I'm sippin' on this cup

Bitch, I'm up, niggas dissin', catch em' out and pop em' up

Bitch, I'm up, really feel it, ain't no bitch that I can't fuck

You takin' pictures with the stick, but you ain't never blow your gun

These niggas weak, boogie down and let that choppa make a beat

This bitch a freak, when she suck it, I can barely even think

I'm off the lean, in the party with Billy in my jeans

Like, what you mean, leave it home, bitch, you finna make me tweak

I gotta keep it, catch it opp, then that nigga meetin' Jesus

Cold Demon

Short temper, flash out, give me a reason, bitch, I'm leaning

Double cup, just poured me up a six

He talkin' crazy, cause I'm fuckin' on his bitch

It's Big Yz, how these niggas be hatin', but dick ride

We off the 8, we don't aim for his body, we shoot his face

We live in the great, came from noodles, now niggas be eatin' steak

Johnny's on me, toss the blick, get little, I'm hittin' gates

Road running, exotic buds its on the floor, bows jumpin

The hoes fuckin', I'm pullin' up, then you should know the pole comin

He told somethin', so we gon' slime him out his nose, runnin

28 grams, 28 opps, I'm tryna smoke the whole onion

Bitch I'm Up , noddin' off, If I'm sippin' on this cup, bitch, I'm up

Nigga dissin', catch em' out and pop em up

Bitch, I'm up, really feel it, ain't no bitch that I can't fuck

You takin' pictures with the stick, but you ain't never blow your gun

Bitch I'm Up , noddin' off, If I'm sippin' on this cup, bitch, I'm up

Nigga dissin', catch em' out and pop em up

Bitch, I'm up, really feel it, ain't no bitch that I can't fuck

You takin' pictures with the stick, but you ain't never blow your gun

Bitch, I'm up