Up It

You can't walk a mile in my shoes
I feel like a star when I walk in the room
forty shots got this bitch goin boom
Red bottoms on the bottom my shoes
(YEA)
(YEA)
Man you look like a goofy
You look like a fool
(HUH)
(YEA)
He be talkin that shit
Like he upping a tool
(NA)

And we up it
We sending those shots at yo muffin
(HUH)
(GLRRRRRRRR)
And we thumping
We ain't with the talk or discussion
(HUH)
If she a ten imma fuck it
Send shots imma duck it
Like Nick Cannon
Man I'm Wilding Out
That's the end of the function

Fuck it
I did what I did
And you ain't doin nothin
If the feds comin
Betta bite yo lip
Or the nine will start dumping
Bad bitches we ain't cuffing
Gucci tracks when we running
Hellcats faster than a hawk
Got it orange like pumpkins
Shooters wit me
Getting this money ain't new to me
We got like twenty bad bitches in the party
Man lets start up the foolery
I know what that toolie do
What can this toolie do for me
Girl what can that booty do
Can you shake it for me please
(HA)

And we up it
We sending those shots at yo muffin
(HUH)
(GLRRRRRRRR)
And we thumping
We ain't with the talk or discussion
(HUH)
If she a ten imma fuck it
Send shots imma duck it
Like Nick Cannon
Man I'm Wilding Out
That's the end of the function

Shorty a bad bitch
Grabbing that ass
Man she love when I smack it
(HA)
King of my cheddar
The money I stack it
(YEA)
(YEA)
She fuck for the fame
You know that she lavish
(know that she lavish)
(Know that she lavish)
Kick this girl out
If she turn up a catfish
Everything bigger in Texas
We shoot out berretta's
We vibe out like Billie Jean
He gunna talk all that shit
We gon get that boy hit
We gon stomp em by any means
Whether its Monday or Wednesday or Friday or Sunday or any day in-between
Know that we stepping in double G
Or we might step out in Louie V

And we up it
We sending those shots at yo muffin
(HUH)
(GLRRRRRRRR)
And we thumping
We ain't with the talk or discussion
(HUH)
If she a ten imma fuck it
Send shots imma duck it
Like Nick Cannon
Man I'm Wilding Out
That's the end of the function
And we up it
We sending those shots at yo muffin
(HUH)
(GLRRRRRRRR)
And we thumping
We ain't with the talk or discussion
(HUH)
If she a ten imma fuck it
Send shots imma duck it
Like Nick Cannon
Man I'm Wilding Out
That's the end of the function



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Shelton Ii
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