Re-Up

For the Re-Up
For the Re-Up
Had to come back
For the Re-Up
For the Re-Up
Bitch I T'd up
Had to come back for the re-up
Got too many things on my mind, let's free up
I'm talking my shit, better keep up
And we all gonna make it, my fam 'boutta eat up
You wanna talk down, better speak up
I'm counting my bands, while I got my feet up
Ain't no going back bitch, I T'd up
It's my year and my time and I'm runnin' ideas
Pool full of blues and you dove in the deep end
Baby let's run it back just for the weekend
Saw me in designer and I swear she start geekin'
Bitches on bitches, they 'bout start competin'
I'm not your average sport, I'm on every season
Once I get bored hit the door cause you leavin'
Ain't no turning back, I don't got' give a reason
It's the middle of the summer and my neck still be freezin'
Ice on me and eyes on you
That's if we gon' break it, I know I'm gon' still be true yuh yuh yuh
Red bottoms on all your shoes,
And that's if you gon' stand by me,
We'll break a bag in two yuh yuh yuh
Go throw it back, baby (yuh)
Spend a bag, go crazy (yuh)
Pop a tag, wavy (yuh)
We swimming deep like the navy (navy)
I'm getting bands, you said "Save me!" (save me)
I can't go back, can't take me (can't take me)
Throwin' the bag like Brady (Brady)
We takin' off like McGrady (McGrady)
Wanna talk down better speak up
Yuh yuh
I'm counting my bands while I got my feet up
(My feet up)
Ain't no going back bitch, I T'd up
I T'd up
Had to come back for the re-up
Got too many things on my mind, let's free up
I'm talking my shit, better keep up
And we all gonna make it, my fam 'boutta eat up
You wanna talk down, better speak up
I'm counting my bands, while I got my feet up
Ain't no going back bitch, I T'd up
It's my year and my time and I'm runnin' ideas
Switchup for the new wave
Cartier lens for the new shade
Don't hit me up when it's too late
Cause I'm in the stu, make the room shake
Back and forth, where your man's though
Creeped out your house with the tiptoe
Big body Wraith with the four doors
Stars on the roof goin' slow mo
Slide by, no retries
That M3 with the halo eyes
We cruisin' it, it's a new life
Brodies in the back getting too live
We pull up, it's a new sight
Not playin' safe, gotta roll the dice
Came through with some new ice
And I slid through with the power glide
Foreign whips under the city lights (yeah)
LV checkers on the new design (yeah)
(Yeah yeah)
In the city with a new vibe, limo tint so I'm hard to find
Ruth's Chris, that type of night
Told myself Imma keep it light
Had to come back for the re-up
Got too many things on my mind, let's free up
I'm talking my shit, better keep up
And we all gonna make it, my fam 'boutta eat up
You wanna talk down, better speak up
I'm counting my bands, while I got my feet up
Ain't no going back bitch, I T'd up
It's my year and my time and I'm runnin' ideas