Dress Em Up

Lighter up, this one for my dawg
Them niggas dressed em up
Patek plain he just flew to Spain
To put his diamonds up

He in the car with his youngin he clutching his 30
You fuck niggas don't wanna die
We was outside with them switches
Niggas gone die if he mention

Double cup fuck yo Kidney
We used to pray for a victim
Shoot out with niggas and bitches
We was on go when it pop off

Why the fuck your wanna show out
Finally slammed that lil hoe out
You don't know nothing bout loyalty
I put a brick on a nigga for playing with Jo

Two of these bitches recording me
Please don't record me I gotta hoe on the low
Hope that you ready for actions
You know that I'm packing

I don't give a fuck I'm the goat
Won't catch me lacking in traffic
I catch yo lil rental and smack it
Dress that boy up in the fashion

I'm having gunna's on feet
I'm having 100s on me, yeah lil bitch
He got a watch and a chain
He got a bracelet and ring, yeah, yeah, yeah

He held it down with the blicky
When ever them times got sticky
He go to war with a 50
We go to war nigga fuck

I straight embarrassed them niggas
He got the stick with the ammo
We in the trap going Rambo
I had to micro the Draco

I put a Deuce in a fago
I put a whole in your Bagel
I will not sign to yo label
Gwop life to death that's the label

Above and beyond for the guys
No I can't fuck with you haters
Go get me some paper
So I can stay up with the guys

You say that you love me but you cross me
That shit there be fucking me up
Fn I'm cautious these niggas ain't hitting me up
Lighter up, this one for my dawg

Them niggas dressed em up
Patek plain he just flew to Spain
To put his diamonds up
He in the car with his youngin he clutching his 30

You fuck niggas don't wanna die
We was outside with them switches
Niggas gone die if he mention
Double cup fuck yo Kidney

We used to pray for a victim
Shoot out with niggas and bitches
We was on go when it pop off
Why the fuck your wanna show out

Finally slammed that lil hoe out
You don't know nothing bout loyalty
I put a brick on a nigga for playing with Jo
Two of these bitches recording me

Please don't record me I gotta hoe on the low
He ran it up in the trenches
He used to jump over fences
He use to run with lil jimmy

He got a switch on that glizzy
He mix Celine with the fendi
He mite just fuck his kidney
He drinking lean for a way out

Kuz them just hit for a 50
Shot up the room on the way out
My brother them hit for them brickies
We having sticks when we pop out

No I'm not playing no games
We all be feeling the same
How I knew you wasn't gone rock out
Niggas no you ain't a shotta

I done sent shots at your patnas
I done pulled up in a Benz
But wanted a vert I put that lil bitch on a shirt
I done pulled up with Roxy's

She wanted a Perc I thought lil shit was gone work
Lighter up, this one for my dawg
Them niggas dressed em up
Patek plain he just flew to Spain

To put his diamonds up
He in the car with his youngin he clutching his 30
You fuck niggas don't wanna die
We was outside with them switches

Niggas gone die if he mention
Double cup fuck yo Kidney
We used to pray for a victim
Shoot out with niggas and bitches

We was on go when it pop off
Why the fuck your wanna show out
Finally slammed that lil hoe out
You don't know nothing bout loyalty

I put a brick on a nigga for playing with Jo
Two of these bitches recording me
Please don't record me I gotta hoe on the low



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Writer(s): Demario Scott
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