My People Up

Hmm This is a slider
Hellcat growling like u sure this isn't a tiger
Sexy lil passenger and whipping look at the driver
I'm smoking tarantula all these buds looking like spiders
Keep yo Ho page private ima deep sea dm diver
We retreat to the island but first she meet me on Collins
We on South Beach wilding but still moving like Italians
That just means we mobbing I put all my glocks on silent
My outfit is on airplane mode pockets on do not disturb
But I got a lot to splurge
Pretty sure you got the word
Having alll this Za to serve
Labels got a lot of nerve
Right before I told dem folks to pay me I had shot a bird
Take the what and leave the what
I got all my people up
You see this and eat it up
Lil bitch I'm heating up
Take the what and leave the what
I got all my people up
You see this and eat it up
Lil bitch I'm heating up
My ears hittin they kick box
Have a bitch eyes criss cross
My Rollie dancing like tic toc
But hell naw it don't tic toc
Kicking all this fly shit prolly make a bitch ears pop
I ain't studying no packaging I'll still take it in a zip lock
I just fucked yo bitch in some target flip flops
I just caught her yesterday out my inbox
And the fact I'm extra paid make her drip drop
Fendi send me text every time some new drip drop
Cause if I come them racks come
Hope the drought come so I can tax some
Hittas with me got slacks on
Them niggas used to rock black ones
I ain't tryna hear all that murder rap
I cut the trap music right back on
Slide out with out the woopty woop
I'm like nigga do we look that dumb
Take the what and leave the what
I got all my people up
You see this and eat it up
Lil bitch I'm heating up
Take the what and leave the what
I got all my people up
You see this and eat it up
Lil bitch I'm heating up



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Writer(s): Anayo Obijiofor
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