1UP

Fuck that nigga, he ain't got shit on me
(He ain't got shit on me)
(He ain't got shit on me)
We robbed that nigga he ain't have shit on him
(He ain't have shit)
(He ain't have shit on him)
Fuck that nigga, he ain't got shit on me
(He ain't got shit on me)
Fuck that nigga he ain't got

Fuck that nigga, he ain't got shit on me
(He ain't got shit on me)
We robbed that nigga he ain't have shit on him
(He ain't have shit on him)
Bro walked down, put the clip on him
(Bro put the clip on him)
And I got a lor' bitch to go sit on him
(To go and sit on him)
It ain't working out, we found a fit for him
(We found a fit for him)
If you diss us, then you gon' leave dis formed
(You gon' leave dis formed)

Fuck that nigga, he ain't got shit on me
(He ain't got shit)
(He ain't got shit on me)
We robbed that nigga he ain't have shit on him
(He ain't have shit on him)
Bro walked down, put the clip on him
(Bro put the clip on him)
And I got a lor' bitch to go sit on him
(To go and sit on him)
It ain't working out, we found a fit for him
(We found a fit for him)
If you diss us, then you gon' leave dis formed
(You gon' leave dis formed)

I got a bitch and she walk with the wind
(She walk with the wind)
She pour it out the seal and do it again
(She do it again)
She pouring out pain while I'm fucking her friend
(I'm fucking her friend)
If she gimme' brain she gotta do it again
(She do it again)
You don't understand these niggas be phoney
Fuck that nigga he ain't got shit on me
These niggas be talking like they don't know me
Pour up 2 4s, RIP Kobe
(RIP Kobe)
Lately, niggas acting like they don't fuck wit me
(Like they don't fuck with me)
Don't hit my phone and don't say what's up to me
(Don't say what's up to me)
But these niggas know better than to fuck with me
Cuz' all these niggas really know what's up with me
(They know what's up with me)

So imma just sit back and stay out the way
(Stay out the way)
If she ain't fucking stay the fuck out my face
(Stay out my face)
These niggas run they mouth all over the place
(All over the place)
He see the forty, leave him running in place

Moved a nigga now I feel like a immigrant
Played all my old bitches like a instrument
(Just like a instrument)
She came with her friend now she a participant
Give her good dick she in a hard predicament
Moved a nigga now I feel like a immigrant
Played all my old bitches like a instrument
(Just like a instrument)
She came with her friend now she a participant
Give her good dick she in a hard predicament

Fuck that nigga, he ain't got shit on me
(He ain't got shit on me)
We robbed that nigga he ain't have shit on him
(He ain't have shit on him)
Bro walked down, put the clip on him
(Bro put the clip on him)
And I got a lor' bitch to go sit on him
(To go and sit on him)
It ain't working out, we found a fit for him
(We found a fit for him)
If you diss us, then you gon' leave dis formed
(You gon' leave dis formed)

Fuck that nigga, he ain't got shit on me
(He ain't got shit on me)
We robbed that nigga he ain't have shit on him
(He ain't have shit on him)
Bro walked down, put the clip on him
(Bro put the clip on him)
And I got a lor' bitch to go sit on him
(To go and sit on him)
It ain't working out, we found a fit for him
(We found a fit for him)
If you diss us, then you gon' leave dis formed
(You gon' leave dis formed)

Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Fuck that nigga he ain't got shit on me
We robbed that nigga he ain't have shit
Bro walked down put the clip on him
And I got a lor' bitch to go sit on him
It ain't working out we found a fit for him
Yea yea yea
Fuck that nigga he ain't got shit on me
We robbed that nigga he ain't have shit on him
Bro walked down put the clip on him
And I got a lor' bitch to go sit on him
It ain't working out we found a fit for him
Yea yea yea



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Writer(s): 410 Blackout
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