We Up
Aye, aye
Yeah
I'm higher than a bitch right now
And I wish a nigga would, talk shit right now
Yeah, aye, yeah but I'm fired up nigga
Slide down his bang get his ass fired up aye
And we known to bounce out, and go nuts, aye
When I bounce out I do my own stunts
Aye, yeah, yeah
And I mean that
50 bands around my neck, she never seen that
Thug niggah and, I keep cash
New bag I just bought my bitch, a new bag
All I do is get a bag it got these, niggahs too mad
Feelin like 2Pac in this, drop top jag
Can you picture me rollin
Can you picture me rollin
I know these niggas don't want it
We gon sit at his house till like, four in the morning
Till like six in the morning, wе go up till we gone
Got my mind, made up
Monеy up, guns up
We the pressure to the people
They recline, we go up
They too loud, shut em up
I still hear em, tap it up
We don't ever check the score cause I know, that we up
Yeah, uh
I don't ever check the score cause I know that we up
Yeah, what, yeah
I just know that we up
Ten thousand on a flex, It's a Hail Mary
Send my young niggas to do it
Cause them niggas scary
I'm a big dawg nigga, with the big paws
Rap nigga diss no consent, I'ma flip yall
Ten cent to hit an event 40 out the country
300 pounds in the vet feeling like munchy
Stubborn niggah if she leave me, I won't bug her nigga
With them little ass chains, you plumber nigga
Money up, foreigns up
If you ain't suckin' dick, don't pull up
Pressure up, guns up
If you ain't down to kill, don't pull up
Now they mad at me
I ain't take it wrong, when they laughed at me
I just helped em post a poker face
And they looked down at me
Now the tables turned
Niggas lived and learned
Now they bout to smell the smoke
When I hit the gas it burn
Got my mind, made up
Money up, guns up
We the pressure to the people
They recline, we go up
They too loud shut em' up
I still hear em' tap it up
We don't ever check the score cause I know
That we up
Yeah, uh
I don't ever check the score cause I know that we up
Yeah, what, yeah
I just know that we up
Yeah
I'm higher than a bitch right now
And I wish a nigga would, talk shit right now
Yeah, aye, yeah but I'm fired up nigga
Slide down his bang get his ass fired up aye
And we known to bounce out, and go nuts, aye
When I bounce out I do my own stunts
Aye, yeah, yeah
And I mean that
50 bands around my neck, she never seen that
Thug niggah and, I keep cash
New bag I just bought my bitch, a new bag
All I do is get a bag it got these, niggahs too mad
Feelin like 2Pac in this, drop top jag
Can you picture me rollin
Can you picture me rollin
I know these niggas don't want it
We gon sit at his house till like, four in the morning
Till like six in the morning, wе go up till we gone
Got my mind, made up
Monеy up, guns up
We the pressure to the people
They recline, we go up
They too loud, shut em up
I still hear em, tap it up
We don't ever check the score cause I know, that we up
Yeah, uh
I don't ever check the score cause I know that we up
Yeah, what, yeah
I just know that we up
Ten thousand on a flex, It's a Hail Mary
Send my young niggas to do it
Cause them niggas scary
I'm a big dawg nigga, with the big paws
Rap nigga diss no consent, I'ma flip yall
Ten cent to hit an event 40 out the country
300 pounds in the vet feeling like munchy
Stubborn niggah if she leave me, I won't bug her nigga
With them little ass chains, you plumber nigga
Money up, foreigns up
If you ain't suckin' dick, don't pull up
Pressure up, guns up
If you ain't down to kill, don't pull up
Now they mad at me
I ain't take it wrong, when they laughed at me
I just helped em post a poker face
And they looked down at me
Now the tables turned
Niggas lived and learned
Now they bout to smell the smoke
When I hit the gas it burn
Got my mind, made up
Money up, guns up
We the pressure to the people
They recline, we go up
They too loud shut em' up
I still hear em' tap it up
We don't ever check the score cause I know
That we up
Yeah, uh
I don't ever check the score cause I know that we up
Yeah, what, yeah
I just know that we up
Credits
Writer(s): Juwon Lee, Branden Mcnair, Da'monte Lyles, Na Williams, Gustavo Gonzalez
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