Up and Left Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh she up and left again?

On these drugs, I'm back again

45 gon' smack his head

The biggest crib, the baddest bitch

The hottest jit, the fastest whip

It's 5% up in this tint so you can't see inside this bitch

Just put a beat up in this bitch the engineer gon' start to twitch

My biggest fear's not getting rich

God, I can't wait to have some kids

And teach that jit just what I did

And how to move and how to talk and make it smooth

I'm something new, I hit the block I'm serving something, this ain't food

And all my hunnids coming blue

And all my shooters come in twos

He could get blicked down at the light or he get blicked down while he snoozing

We always find out where he moving

Oh, there he go, lil' brodie stupid

Windows cracked, the music blasting, he get blicked down while he cruising

Damn these songs y'all drop amusing

At 50 mil, I'll stop the music

A lot of people said they'll be there for you never round to prove it

But it's cool because I knew it

I'm dropping friends, stay outa ruin

I'm dropping hits, the streams will prove it

Check out the crib, the keys are moving

Yeah, uh, a lot of people learn that I ain't come to play

Lost relationships, just over shit that I don't tolerate

If you beefing over bitches, swear to God that shit is lame

I'm talking snitching gang or running shit and lying to my face

Kut Da Fan On, bitch, I'm verZatile and I ain't got no brakes

I swear to God, on just my pendant bitch, I'll put 200K

You too stupid to know good advice when that shit come your way

If you ask me, I'll let an old head talk and hear out what they say

These youngins got no patience, told my prodigy to wait

If I don't show that side, then won't that part of me be safe

Just spun the corner, spin your block, I swear this 40 ain't on safety

This bitch done suck me up so much, it's boring when she face it

You can check the credits, I just do this shit for paper chasing

They love to hate, soon as I love the hate, they hate the hating

It's cool, this gas I'm facing

I saw your bitch, she basic

I ain't the one that did the stomping, but he ate the pavement

I love that feeling coming home when I just made a payment

One of my shooters from the boot, his blicky came in cajun

I'm off too many drugs, I'm living life in animation

My momma told me, if you see your dream, go head and take it