IT'S UP

Uhhh
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
Ok

I just pull up in a black on black on black on black on black interior
I put fear in ya
Feel like David Blane I just go ghost I disappear on ya
Ain't no seeing ya
Back to back on projects yeah i did it with no manager
I just damage ya
I just smoke my green I hit my green i get it from my pay stub
Told this lil bitch to put her pussy on my taste buds
Top 10 top 5 top 3 i don't care ill diss em every day
Had this bitch on locked man i feel like im Holiday
This shit is that NBA
Olympic level jewelry my nigga this that gold plate
You love that hoe phase
Me in that great space
Choppa grill your teeth you call me back and tell me how it taste
Same question your bitch asked me is tell it how it taste uh

You know what it do Nigga you know what it do
Three niggas out here Nigga this is CHAOS CREW (Chaos)
(Wait I just heard this back a lil bit
Aight run it back run it back lets get it)
Ok AYE AYE

Trademark on that pussy trademark on my brand new bitch
Trademark on my fucking money
Trademark on my counterfeits
I just counted this
Fuck these other nigga who was hating grew up on this
If fall down Zeke got me up you know he is on the mix
Had to cut some niggas off they're fucking wit my grind
Take that pussy shi away don't be fucking wit my vibe
Rapping four years and I'm still going I'm hitting all my strides
Story of the greatest you know this shi gonna be a ride
Yeah

And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
And Its Up and its
Yeah Yeah



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