Get Up
I don't sound the same all y'all niggas epitome
I cannot put up wit all the stupity
Please don't come here wit nun of the sympathy
I do not give a fuck about a Bigotry
Give that shit up you won't be here a different week
High asf I be lit just Iike a Christmas tree
I got his girl in my crib & its chemistry
She kiss & tell why that bitch had to mention me
Say that I got it her man on a different scene
I was just a kid when they call me tyb
She say dat she for me she meant that she for streets
Tell Her you gotta go
Girl u gotta leave
Fuck the oops & that's my dignity
Bat man in the night when I'm mobile
Ima star but a nigga alone tho
Fuckin bitches from the states to the coastal
Fly nigga I belong on the mogul
Real ryte when I'm keepin it noble
Movin global while my haters is local
50,000 in the air & I'm mobile
I got the juice it's exotic like simply
I got it tucked & you know it's the smith on me
Ima outlaw I don't fuck wit the industry
I don't want the fame I want the flex egility
Get to the money I'm hittin the Diddy B
Ima OutKast
I pop out I'm so Fresh' so Clean
Look at these niggas
They cannot catch up to me
Shoot up the pack
& I do that shit utterly
I needa hot girl
To get up right under me
Ima bool figure
I count up the blue wit green
Diamonds they dancing you know I love jewelry
I mix up the maison I don't do the foolery
I stay so wit it but they still ain't get up wit me
I cannot put up wit all the stupity
Please don't come here wit nun of the sympathy
I do not give a fuck about a Bigotry
Give that shit up you won't be here a different week
High asf I be lit just Iike a Christmas tree
I got his girl in my crib & its chemistry
She kiss & tell why that bitch had to mention me
Say that I got it her man on a different scene
I was just a kid when they call me tyb
She say dat she for me she meant that she for streets
Tell Her you gotta go
Girl u gotta leave
Fuck the oops & that's my dignity
Bat man in the night when I'm mobile
Ima star but a nigga alone tho
Fuckin bitches from the states to the coastal
Fly nigga I belong on the mogul
Real ryte when I'm keepin it noble
Movin global while my haters is local
50,000 in the air & I'm mobile
I got the juice it's exotic like simply
I got it tucked & you know it's the smith on me
Ima outlaw I don't fuck wit the industry
I don't want the fame I want the flex egility
Get to the money I'm hittin the Diddy B
Ima OutKast
I pop out I'm so Fresh' so Clean
Look at these niggas
They cannot catch up to me
Shoot up the pack
& I do that shit utterly
I needa hot girl
To get up right under me
Ima bool figure
I count up the blue wit green
Diamonds they dancing you know I love jewelry
I mix up the maison I don't do the foolery
I stay so wit it but they still ain't get up wit me
Credits
Writer(s): Maalik Antoine
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