Up ft. Rios Lyrics

Good God, smooth spick and span and it slaps like a butch broad

Even if I stood next to Shaq, I'd have stood tall

Water in your glass starts to splash when my foot stomps

Y'all wanna rap, but y'all trash once the hook stops

So pass me the cook pot, a handful of fans turn to masses like Woodstock

Consistent with your brand is when you can but you would not

Just tryna pay my fam and get some land in a good spot

There's a myriad of y'all niggas, very odd

Undercover sketchy cop, no taste

Becky sauce, reach for the stars

Earn stripes, no Betsy Ross

Had to take the lengthy walk, they try to block the entry off

In my journal entry, I have every thought buried logged

And it hit like Barry Bonds, batting with a cherry bomb

Like I'm packin' for a flight, gotta carry on

Ain't gotta worry, I'm Gucci like fruits be this juice be

Leaking out my cerebral like steamin' fountains

Get off my phone and disconnect and try to seek an outlet

Can't overthink, I slow my breathing, they can't see me doubtin

Fuck what they think, just let it stream just like I'm peeing Calvin

My discernment is to earnest, ain't no feeling out shit

I've been learnin' that the silent sinner screams the loudest

While y'all confirmin' y'all entitled in your regal outfits

I've been churnin' all this fire, I'ma feed the town with

Play my theme when I jump in the function

God bless me with love in abundance

Life prepped me for the beast in the dungeon

I'm trustin' in God and my gut, fuck your judgment, I'm up

I'm trustin' in God and my gut, fuck your judgment, I'm up

I'm trustin' in God and my gut, fuck your judgment, I'm up

So keep that bad juju from me like Sadhguru

Shoo, shoo, you bring in one snake, watch how fast they quadruple

My ego is Brian in that Mitsubishi Evo

She hella fine but I don't miss that bitch she evil

How y'all movin' wasn't cool, got me spittin' like Carlito

Now I grew cold, I went MIA, circle small as a screwhole

Shit, what can I say, paranoia like I'm Chvlo

And grand-pop's on my pendant like him I'm pensive

The only rest I get is restless

Feel it in my bones, it probably shows on forensics

No filler out the lips, trim the fat like Ozempic

Give it to you real, you think that Katt Williams penned it

Invest like the stock exchange, the rest I'ma spend

The opposite of how my mama raised, me to spend it

Just remember my friendship, when I reached in my pocket

You said you need it, I lent it

When I close back my wallet, I ain't have nothin' left it

That's life lesson, I attest it

I'm always on some 90 plus 10 shit

I pull up with the bands like a tiny desk entrance

Play my theme when I jump into function

God bless me with love in abundance

Life prepped me for the beast in the dungeon

I'm trusting in God and my gut fuck your judgment, I'm up

I'm trusting in God and my gut, fuck your judgment, I'm up

I'm trusting in God and my gut, fuck your judgment, I'm up, bitch