UP!

Streets callin, bitch im back on my hoe shi
Niggaz cappin for a check,
It make no sense
Rob a nigga for his pockets, he got no cents
Block a bitch with this d, I got no fence Nigga
Ouu, I'm tryna roll back
Nigga mad, cuz he couldn't get his hoe back
Pokin bitches wit this needle,Nigga No vacs
Mortal kombat in this bitch nigga no jax
Nigga no tax
Like a crusader watch how I roll back
Man y'all so wack
Got this bitch suckin dick man she soul snatch
Man y'all too fake
Bitch tryna fuck but it's too late,
Knock a nigga top off like a toupee
That's a sticky situation like some toothpaste
Pack a nigga up he in my suitcase
I'm Batman but this gun it make you two face
Got yo bitch up in my room like she my roommate
She not yours, she mine it's yo due date
Sprayin niggaz wit these rhymes my shit is so gas
Go these niggaz shook and p
AHHHH
Got these niggaz shook and cryin when I roll past, You not even a rapper shi is so ass
I be flyin through these beats I be goin fast



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Writer(s): Jordan Lewis
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