Show Up
Ew ewwww
I'm Like Hold Up
Why You Want To Pop That Big Boy shit Like we Won't Show Up
Pull up sideways on yo ass in a big body truck
All about action
Yehhhh
We make it happen no cappin
They talking that shit but they dapping me up
I Guess they ain't backin it up
I Got A baby to feed
Yeh I told my baby mama she can depend on me
Mhmmm
Yeh I know the kitchen all I need Is Pyrex and some heat
Yeh
Ten toes on my
I died now I see demons
Since they shot me I kind of be tweaking
Mmmmm
And it's wearing on me and tearing on me like
Mhmmm
Got the world on my shoulders
And I can't get back oh no
I got some demons and some secrets and I can't tell a sole
And I got murder on my mind
And I can't sleep with my eyes close
In the trap all night mmmmm
It's been a long long time long time since I felt love
Cuz all of these niggas be faking
Stepping on toes to get paper
I blame the bitches who raise you
I call yo bluff I'll raise you
And my game shaper then a lil raiser
They say they love you but they really don't
Say they gone ride but they really won't
What you really won't do
Let's see what this cash can move
Yeh this cash move a lot
Got a big money watt look like monkey not
I am who I am fuck you thinking I'm not
At once I was cold now I'm fire hot
We can get a drop pull a plot
Yehhh
I'm like hold up, wait, bitch
Why you wanna pop that big boy shit like we won't show up
Me and Max would pull up on yo ass in a bog body truck
All about action
Yeh
And I'll jack yo shit like I'm captain
I can do this foreal I ain't cappin
Yeh yeh
Swiper no swiping come thru and kidnap em
Hard but you soft, you cut like a apple
Something wrong with my mind
These fuck niggas fuck with my brain
Yeh
All these fuck niggas they gone change
Benji stay the same
So all of that fuck shit Bitch I can't relate
I'm eatin good mama say clean my plate
Bitch I been doing good till they came round with fake
And nigga I don't want yo love it's a little bit too late
And me and lil Ben keep pressure on these niggas like a foot on a neck
Spray his ass like windex
They like we next
Fuck on yo lil bitch with these giuseppe's
Aye
Niggas got smoke they gone tell it
Take yo lil bitch if she let me
Mhm
I got the whole thing nigga get up on my level
I made a deal wit the devil
Ewwhewww Mhmmm
I want all of my diamonds to shine just like fruity pebbles
Free all of my niggas from the pen
All of my trap niggas trynna take care of the kids please be careful
That time so serious when they catch yah
Bitch I done seen a lot
Yo closes man gone plot
Give him more then a knot he trynna take my knots
If I sit under you and plot is you safe or not
Bitch my money good with a safe or not
Move the trap out the hood get a safer spot
Ask Rell I was tweaking when my brother got shot
I want to wipe his nose
It was dripping with snot
Keep my money on hold
Let it sit till it rot
You won't ride to the cot
I'm Like Hold Up
Why You Want To Pop That Big Boy shit Like we Won't Show Up
Pull up sideways on yo ass in a big body truck
All about action
Yehhhh
We make it happen no cappin
They talking that shit but they dapping me up
I Guess they ain't backin it up
I Got A baby to feed
Yeh I told my baby mama she can depend on me
Mhmmm
Yeh I know the kitchen all I need Is Pyrex and some heat
Yeh
Ten toes on my
I died now I see demons
Since they shot me I kind of be tweaking
Mmmmm
And it's wearing on me and tearing on me like
I'm Like Hold Up
Why You Want To Pop That Big Boy shit Like we Won't Show Up
Pull up sideways on yo ass in a big body truck
All about action
Yehhhh
We make it happen no cappin
They talking that shit but they dapping me up
I Guess they ain't backin it up
I Got A baby to feed
Yeh I told my baby mama she can depend on me
Mhmmm
Yeh I know the kitchen all I need Is Pyrex and some heat
Yeh
Ten toes on my
I died now I see demons
Since they shot me I kind of be tweaking
Mmmmm
And it's wearing on me and tearing on me like
Mhmmm
Got the world on my shoulders
And I can't get back oh no
I got some demons and some secrets and I can't tell a sole
And I got murder on my mind
And I can't sleep with my eyes close
In the trap all night mmmmm
It's been a long long time long time since I felt love
Cuz all of these niggas be faking
Stepping on toes to get paper
I blame the bitches who raise you
I call yo bluff I'll raise you
And my game shaper then a lil raiser
They say they love you but they really don't
Say they gone ride but they really won't
What you really won't do
Let's see what this cash can move
Yeh this cash move a lot
Got a big money watt look like monkey not
I am who I am fuck you thinking I'm not
At once I was cold now I'm fire hot
We can get a drop pull a plot
Yehhh
I'm like hold up, wait, bitch
Why you wanna pop that big boy shit like we won't show up
Me and Max would pull up on yo ass in a bog body truck
All about action
Yeh
And I'll jack yo shit like I'm captain
I can do this foreal I ain't cappin
Yeh yeh
Swiper no swiping come thru and kidnap em
Hard but you soft, you cut like a apple
Something wrong with my mind
These fuck niggas fuck with my brain
Yeh
All these fuck niggas they gone change
Benji stay the same
So all of that fuck shit Bitch I can't relate
I'm eatin good mama say clean my plate
Bitch I been doing good till they came round with fake
And nigga I don't want yo love it's a little bit too late
And me and lil Ben keep pressure on these niggas like a foot on a neck
Spray his ass like windex
They like we next
Fuck on yo lil bitch with these giuseppe's
Aye
Niggas got smoke they gone tell it
Take yo lil bitch if she let me
Mhm
I got the whole thing nigga get up on my level
I made a deal wit the devil
Ewwhewww Mhmmm
I want all of my diamonds to shine just like fruity pebbles
Free all of my niggas from the pen
All of my trap niggas trynna take care of the kids please be careful
That time so serious when they catch yah
Bitch I done seen a lot
Yo closes man gone plot
Give him more then a knot he trynna take my knots
If I sit under you and plot is you safe or not
Bitch my money good with a safe or not
Move the trap out the hood get a safer spot
Ask Rell I was tweaking when my brother got shot
I want to wipe his nose
It was dripping with snot
Keep my money on hold
Let it sit till it rot
You won't ride to the cot
I'm Like Hold Up
Why You Want To Pop That Big Boy shit Like we Won't Show Up
Pull up sideways on yo ass in a big body truck
All about action
Yehhhh
We make it happen no cappin
They talking that shit but they dapping me up
I Guess they ain't backin it up
I Got A baby to feed
Yeh I told my baby mama she can depend on me
Mhmmm
Yeh I know the kitchen all I need Is Pyrex and some heat
Yeh
Ten toes on my
I died now I see demons
Since they shot me I kind of be tweaking
Mmmmm
And it's wearing on me and tearing on me like
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Writer(s): Trayvon Turner
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