We up Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yea we going up
I done smoked some dopey now im fucking stuck
Knock the fuck right out
Fronto hit me up
I rolled an eighth
In outer space
Where I reside
You can't come up
And in my place
Is where I stay
Not switching lanes
Can't switch on bruh
And you gon hate
Go head go hate
Because my plate
Got fat as fuck
I cannot date
These bitches weird on motherfucking other stuff
And imma swerve the streets
Fuck up the ground
My bro got thunder tucked
And I can't stress enough
I love to watch the fucking paper stack
These niggas pillow talk to hoes
Don't realize they gon run it back
Ya digits fall like dominos
Mines doing tricks like jumping jacks
I'm waving out like adios
Bitch imma leave I won't be back
I won't be back
I know he glad
I took his shh
And ran a check
She gave up neck
I gave up stress
I picked up weed
And said im blessed
You came for what
I don't know you
Don't know whatchu here talking bout
But it's bout that fucking bag then I guess we can talk it out
The pink notes
And fucking blue strips
Is what I'm talking bout
And shorty got a fucking wagon
showing off just walking round
A shark inside that water take a swim
Or you can fucking drown
A hippy nigga joke a lot but I don't really fuck around
Fuck I'm trynna do this for
For my fam and for the guys
I done been through hella pain
You can see it in my eyes
Yea I'm out here stressing out
It's ok in god I got
You keep cappin
Do you bro
Fuck you boy
I'm all I got
And I'm gon fucking run it up until I can't do that no more
And when I can't I'm fucking gon
So till that day know what I'm on
So I'm Gon keep on doing this
I know I'll touch them fucking racks
For my big bro do anything
That nigga know I got his back
I'm trynna be a better me
But sometimes I be falling back
And god he keep on testing me
But I'm Gon pass I'll fucking pass
Care not if you ahead of me I run my own damn race lil bruh
I close my eyes and see the green my family I got em yuh
These niggas mad cuz they ain't fucking wit us T4 coming yuh
And if it glitters it ain't good
She talking smoove not trusting her
I need some caps
Wan catch a groove
The shroomies they be helping yuh
Was geeking up
I'm fucking zoot
A nigga really bussin yuh
I be really shy oh my my anxiousness done rush in here
I be really high oh my oh my I'm high I puffed it up
I be really high oh my oh my I'm high I puffed it up
I be really high oh my oh my I'm high I puffed it up