Show Up (feat. Jozi Bel)
Ride round town with a bad ass bitch
(Fye fye fye)
Yea, bad ass bitch
Got me fucked up n shit
It got me fucked up n shit
Crash the whip!
Yea
Sneaking the chop in the party
Screaming out who gonna guard me
Step to the left like i'm harden
Put on for city, yea city like garden
Uh yea
Backend benny, my liter v12
No hemi
Traded the 9 for the semi
Talking about racks and flows i got plenty
Talking about hoes i got flows
Talking about hoes i got henny
Stay down all ten toes
Whole lotta hoes in the back in the renty
Taking a trip, taking a trip to miami
Turning the the hit into grammy
You gotta what?
Understand me
Spending a bag on some plan b
See through the fake ain't no playing me
And i promise, i keep it honest, ain't trying me when it comes to the family
Show up then i ran it
Show up then i ran it
Show up then i ran it
Show up then i ran it
Up (I show up)
(I go up)
Understand it (Really just started doing this shit bro, i love this shit)
I can't give no fucks
I ain't never planned it
(I go up)
Show up
Then i ran it
I show up
Then i ran it
I show up
Then i ran it
I go up
You ain't understand it
(Audemar)
The cartier skeleton watch
It's on me she feel me alot
The coupe be a SRT just look at the track when i burn out the lot
You better not bet on me pull that that card might count some guap
Fly shit that i rock, i'm a young heart throb
Imagine
All this came from passion
Oh he think he fly
I just stick to fashion
My new bitch she tragic
Fye like automatic
Oh he think he had it
Guess what boy i'm having!
(Fye fye fye)
Yea, bad ass bitch
Got me fucked up n shit
It got me fucked up n shit
Crash the whip!
Yea
Sneaking the chop in the party
Screaming out who gonna guard me
Step to the left like i'm harden
Put on for city, yea city like garden
Uh yea
Backend benny, my liter v12
No hemi
Traded the 9 for the semi
Talking about racks and flows i got plenty
Talking about hoes i got flows
Talking about hoes i got henny
Stay down all ten toes
Whole lotta hoes in the back in the renty
Taking a trip, taking a trip to miami
Turning the the hit into grammy
You gotta what?
Understand me
Spending a bag on some plan b
See through the fake ain't no playing me
And i promise, i keep it honest, ain't trying me when it comes to the family
Show up then i ran it
Show up then i ran it
Show up then i ran it
Show up then i ran it
Up (I show up)
(I go up)
Understand it (Really just started doing this shit bro, i love this shit)
I can't give no fucks
I ain't never planned it
(I go up)
Show up
Then i ran it
I show up
Then i ran it
I show up
Then i ran it
I go up
You ain't understand it
(Audemar)
The cartier skeleton watch
It's on me she feel me alot
The coupe be a SRT just look at the track when i burn out the lot
You better not bet on me pull that that card might count some guap
Fly shit that i rock, i'm a young heart throb
Imagine
All this came from passion
Oh he think he fly
I just stick to fashion
My new bitch she tragic
Fye like automatic
Oh he think he had it
Guess what boy i'm having!
Credits
Writer(s): Jozi Bel
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