bntly (feat. Up1jay)
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea Come on
This Up1 shit no we don't do recruitment
Baby Dro and Lil Jay ride in Bentleys not Buicks
You got some Lincolns my bills got the blue strip
Holding money real tight rob him if he got loose grip
Skipping school nigga was truent
I was talking paper Baby Dro money fluent
Running checks like Nike young nigga Just Do It
And if the bitch got a problem then lets get to it
Rocking two chains bitch I got on two cubans
Got me a doll bitch she looking like cuban
Up1 shit this a new revolution
We doing numbers its not an illusion
Yea
Fucking yo bitch keep that shit on the low
Bitch its Up1 Jay in that Bentley with Dro
Got boomerang bitches they come and they go
And I'm rocking this ice its a blizzard no snow
Bitch I keep me a chopper for all of my folks
Nigga said he want smoke disappear like a ghost
Man these niggas be bitches these niggas be hoes
So I keep me a stick yeah I keep me a pole
Hollon switch it up
Ride in that Benz yeah that tonka trunk
Got a bad bitch and you know she gone fuck it up
When I beat her back in she be calling me punisher
She stay in her feelings she know I cant publish her
Bitch I'm sipping on wock gone had pass me that double cup
I double d titties that bitch got some coconuts
These niggas be hating they know they cant fuck with us
Gang
What you gone do
Go with your move
Boy you a bitch I can see it in you
Pass Lil Jay the Glock and he gone handle you
Ain't never been lonely but I don't been through
If he got a problem know I'll destroy you
Got that shit on from my head to my shoe
Been counting these blues
You ain't have no clue
Atlanta this summer I slide with the crew
Up1 shit this gang shit
Never catch me fucking with a lame bitch
Glock with the switch shoot the fire like a flare
Cartier glasses so I just might stare
Put that shit on man I feel like Rick Flare
Cmon Jay
Watch how Lil Jay gone pull up and they stare
We stay with them sticks we gone spin like a fair
Bitch its Up1 gang and you know that
All black fit in this bitch like I'm Kodak
Not Kankan bitch but go pour me some more act
Tell me where is the door at
Stepping on shit like a muffuckin doormat
Bitch I'm running up bands I don't never want to go back
Make it clap like some hands shorty gone head and throw that
She throw
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea Come on
This Up1 shit no we don't do recruitment
Baby Dro and Lil Jay ride in Bentleys not Buicks
You got some Lincolns my bills got the blue strip
Holding money real tight rob him if he got loose grip
Skipping school nigga was truent
I was talking paper Baby Dro money fluent
Running checks like Nike young nigga Just Do It
And if the bitch got a problem then lets get to it
Rocking two chains bitch I got on two cubans
Got me a doll bitch she looking like cuban
Up1 shit this a new revolution
We doing numbers its not an illusion
Yea
Fucking yo bitch keep that shit on the low
Bitch its Up1 Jay in that Bentley with Dro
Got boomerang bitches they come and they go
And I'm rocking this ice its a blizzard no snow
Bitch I keep me a chopper for all of my folks
Nigga said he want smoke disappear like a ghost
Man these niggas be bitches these niggas be hoes
So I keep me a stick yeah I keep me a pole
Hollon switch it up
Ride in that Benz yeah that tonka trunk
Got a bad bitch and you know she gone fuck it up
When I beat her back in she be calling me punisher
She stay in her feelings she know I cant publish her
Bitch I'm sipping on wock gone had pass me that double cup
I double d titties that bitch got some coconuts
These niggas be hating they know they cant fuck with us
Gang
What you gone do
Go with your move
Boy you a bitch I can see it in you
Pass Lil Jay the Glock and he gone handle you
Ain't never been lonely but I don't been through
If he got a problem know I'll destroy you
Got that shit on from my head to my shoe
Been counting these blues
You ain't have no clue
Atlanta this summer I slide with the crew
Up1 shit this gang shit
Never catch me fucking with a lame bitch
Glock with the switch shoot the fire like a flare
Cartier glasses so I just might stare
Put that shit on man I feel like Rick Flare
Cmon Jay
Watch how Lil Jay gone pull up and they stare
We stay with them sticks we gone spin like a fair
Bitch its Up1 gang and you know that
All black fit in this bitch like I'm Kodak
Not Kankan bitch but go pour me some more act
Tell me where is the door at
Stepping on shit like a muffuckin doormat
Bitch I'm running up bands I don't never want to go back
Make it clap like some hands shorty gone head and throw that
She throw
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Writer(s): Demetrius Rowland Jr
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