Up
This ain't a dance song
I'm here to stunt bitch
You smoking reggie
Well i smoke exotic blunts Bitch
If that's problem
Then let me know hoe
These niggas amateur i think i Need to go pro whoa
Grab your tennis
I work you out like fitness
I'm married to the money and I'll never need a witness
See while you late night at the Club throwing one's bro
I be late night with my one's at The studio
Yea now the world can be a Witness
I kill them with the flow from Every word i see a grimace
I'm showing off
When i hear this new shit
I be dozing off
When they notice my album Dropping they holding off
Cuz they know this shit the truth
I turn into a flame when i step inside the booth
Ruly god flow i know you Recognize the tone
Gave her ass a band she blew This dick like a trombone
Gotta make it jump
Gotta make it jump gotta
Came here empty handed but I'm leaving with a model
Gone head and get it
Gone head and get it get it When i go to visit let me see some ass and titties
Gotta make it bounce
Gotta make it bounce bounce I'm a keep throwing this money
Until i max out my accounts Gotta get the bucks
Gotta get the bucks bucks
Hit the ig dm and tonight I'll See what's up
I see a thick one
Up in my mentions
Before we fuck tho
I need protection
You let me pipe it up for a little I'm trying to rock
Rock the boat work the middle
I understand
You got a baby dad
But the nigga sad
Just come to the pad
I give what you never had
Give you some long dick
Give you some strong dick
Call him tell him that you never coming home dick
I'm here to stunt bitch
You smoking reggie
Well i smoke exotic blunts Bitch
If that's problem
Then let me know hoe
These niggas amateur i think i Need to go pro whoa
Grab your tennis
I work you out like fitness
I'm married to the money and I'll never need a witness
See while you late night at the Club throwing one's bro
I be late night with my one's at The studio
Yea now the world can be a Witness
I kill them with the flow from Every word i see a grimace
I'm showing off
When i hear this new shit
I be dozing off
When they notice my album Dropping they holding off
Cuz they know this shit the truth
I turn into a flame when i step inside the booth
Ruly god flow i know you Recognize the tone
Gave her ass a band she blew This dick like a trombone
Gotta make it jump
Gotta make it jump gotta
Came here empty handed but I'm leaving with a model
Gone head and get it
Gone head and get it get it When i go to visit let me see some ass and titties
Gotta make it bounce
Gotta make it bounce bounce I'm a keep throwing this money
Until i max out my accounts Gotta get the bucks
Gotta get the bucks bucks
Hit the ig dm and tonight I'll See what's up
I see a thick one
Up in my mentions
Before we fuck tho
I need protection
You let me pipe it up for a little I'm trying to rock
Rock the boat work the middle
I understand
You got a baby dad
But the nigga sad
Just come to the pad
I give what you never had
Give you some long dick
Give you some strong dick
Call him tell him that you never coming home dick
Credits
Writer(s): Tory Gage
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