2 UP
Rackies on me now, I can't keep 'em tucked
Rackies in my jeans, now my pockets stuffed
Why yo bitch pullup on me tryna fuck?
And yeah it's crazy 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up
Bitch I'm up, bitch I'm up, I been smokin' too much gas I'm too up
That bitch tryna spin my way but I'm too up
I been swervin' in that range I been too fast, bitch I'm too up
Speedin' in that lane I feel like I might crash, bitch I'm too up
Why you down? Why you bad that I left and I'm done?
'Cause I really really really had enough
I been worried'bout my bag, I don't give a fuck about what we had, 'cause that shit it really wasn't even fun
No I can't go back, I can't do that bad
I can't go out sad, bitch I really know you not the one
You was never there, now you in the past, bitch I'm speakin' facts
I'ma always know that you a dub
Rackies on me now, I can't keep 'em tucked
Rackies in my jeans, now my pockets stuffed
Why yo bitch pullup on me tryna fuck?
And yeah it's crazy 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up
Rackies on me now, I can't keep 'em tucked
Rackies in my jeans, now my pockets stuffed
Why yo bitch pullup on me tryna fuck?
And yeah it's crazy 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up
Rackies in my jeans, now my pockets stuffed
Why yo bitch pullup on me tryna fuck?
And yeah it's crazy 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up
Bitch I'm up, bitch I'm up, I been smokin' too much gas I'm too up
That bitch tryna spin my way but I'm too up
I been swervin' in that range I been too fast, bitch I'm too up
Speedin' in that lane I feel like I might crash, bitch I'm too up
Why you down? Why you bad that I left and I'm done?
'Cause I really really really had enough
I been worried'bout my bag, I don't give a fuck about what we had, 'cause that shit it really wasn't even fun
No I can't go back, I can't do that bad
I can't go out sad, bitch I really know you not the one
You was never there, now you in the past, bitch I'm speakin' facts
I'ma always know that you a dub
Rackies on me now, I can't keep 'em tucked
Rackies in my jeans, now my pockets stuffed
Why yo bitch pullup on me tryna fuck?
And yeah it's crazy 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up
Rackies on me now, I can't keep 'em tucked
Rackies in my jeans, now my pockets stuffed
Why yo bitch pullup on me tryna fuck?
And yeah it's crazy 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up, 'cause I'm up
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Writer(s): Michael Morris
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