Give It Up

I feel like the don buckle up
Chasin the bag run it up
Shit from the past untouched
Countin up cash but not enough
Never in last we always up
Baby come back and show me something
Put on a mask and give it up
I need the cash give it up
I feel like the don buckle up
Chasin the bag run it up
Shit from the past untouched
Countin up cash but not enough
Never in last we always up
Baby come back and show me something
Put on a mask and give it up
I need the cash give it up

My shawty is foreign
The way she ride this dick
That shit feels like it's been imported
I'm icey baby
See the jewelry shinning and it's noisy
Never flaggin on no dumb shit all my homies on it
Catch a flight to Florida they don't know it
Swear imma beast don't need a pack
Album release the heater back
Vinny the don I lead the pack
Deletin the opps we leave em back
My money is blue bands
She wanted the truth damn
Sippin I'm loose jam
Catchin a boost bam
We gettin em whacked
He a target
Never letting off stray shots
In the building I'm gorgeous
She lookin at me like I'm Tupac
In the trap I'm Biggie
And I ain't talking bout moon rocks
In the streets we busy
Like a independent when the tape drop

I feel like the don buckle up
Chasin the bag run it up
Shit from the past untouched
Countin up cash but not enough
Never in last we always up
Baby come back and show me something
Put on a mask and give it up
I need the cash give it up
I feel like the don buckle up
Chasin the bag run it up
Shit from the past untouched
Countin up cash but not enough
Never in last we always up
Baby come back and show me something
Put on a mask and give it up
I need the cash give it up

I need the money give it to me
I ain't walking out empty handed
Fill up the bag listen to me
And make sure that you understand me
Run out the door we sliding off
Leaving the scene with no remorse
And if the feds ever do catch me
Theres no way that I'll ever talk
Cause we go hard we hustle
Always on my grind we take no days off
We move weight like muscle
Pockets bussing out my shorts and socks
She been causing trouble fuck it
Cause she know how my team rock
Like we workin doubles
staying dedicated to the guap
They don't understand me
They been actin like some cops
Like I'm off the Brandy chillin
But I don't know how to stop
This shit comes in handy
When my homies on the fuckin block
They been tryna ban me
Guess I'm takin out all of my opps

I feel like the don buckle up
Chasin the bag run it up
Shit from the past untouched
Countin up cash but not enough
Never in last we always up
Baby come back and show me something
Put on a mask and give it up
I need the cash give it up
I feel like the don buckle up
Chasin the bag run it up
Shit from the past untouched
Countin up cash but not enough
Never in last we always up
Baby come back and show me something
Put on a mask and give it up
I need the cash give it up



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Writer(s): Calvin Oates
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