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Asian Doll - Up It (feat. TaTa, Kyle Richh, Jenn Carter, & Miah Kenzo) [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Asian Doll
Asian Doll
Performer
Jenn Carter
Jenn Carter
Performer
Miah kenzo
Miah kenzo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jenn Carter
Jenn Carter
Songwriter
Kyle Richh
Kyle Richh
Songwriter
Misharron Allen
Misharron Allen
Songwriter
Zaire Rivera
Zaire Rivera
Songwriter
Tamiah Boney
Tamiah Boney
Songwriter

Lyrics

Gra gra Everything gang nigga Gra gra boom bitch Everybody shout everything gra Everything gra Gra gra gra Oh get that nigga Gra Ain't no duckin', nigga, when I up it, nigga, I throw forty-one shots out this gucci (Glah-glah, boom) I ain't playin', I swear I'll brush a nigga, I start cleanin' shit up with this broomstick (Glah-glah, boom) Watch them opp niggas start dissappearin' (On bro) Got a gun, now he thinkin' he scary, the only thing scary is that boy Amiris and this gun get to buggin', his body is teared Oh, he 41K? We send him to the gates (Damn), Jenny stay ready, on bro, she gon' blam him (Get that nigga) Think he mendin', I stay with a hammer (Glah), he bleed like me, why the fuck would I fear him? (Glah, glah, glah) They think he a demon, on bro, he a bitch (That nigga bitch), mask on, I'ma hit him on camera (Ah) And for Asian, I'm takin', get rich or die tryin', feel like 50 Cent (Glah) Asian Doll, what these bitches wanna play for? (What? What?) New opp, then we comin' through the backdoor (Grrah, ow) Fake niggas, leave a fuck, I am not yours, nigga want the addy, so I send it to his ex door (Thottie) I'm a pale ass bitch, I'ma thottie move 'em out the way, now these bitches are seasick She just wanna be me, but these bitches ain't gon' squeeze shit (Grrah) Ran down, I'ma grin and I'ma eat shit (Boom, boom), bitch shit, treesh shit, shawty make her teeth split (Ayy) On the gang, I've been thuggin' with my east stick Fifty round drum, she got hit with a big dick (Boom, boom), talk to my nigga he come with a hit switch Llama, send it to his noma, headshot that, they can't even recognise her (Uh, uh) I can't know nigga, my Rollie too timin', I pull up the .4, which bitch gon' stop 'em bitch Can't stop 'cause I shoot through the rain (What?), I be buggin', this shit not a game (It's Carter, dickhead) Like, zaza hurtin' my brain (Glah), he think he tough, he got hit in the face (Glah-glah, boom) No sneaker, feel like I'm laced, shoot with a pencil, they makin' me race (Glah-glah, boom) Like, I'm ahead of the race (Brrt), bodies on bodies, smoke 'em to the what? (Damn) He think he tough, he got put in the semen (What?), on the net like he think he a demon (Glah-glah, boom) She like, "Why you be givin' his treatment", (Everyone shot), I pop out the cut and leavin' everyone bleedin' (Glah-glah, boom) At the tables, you niggas not eatin' (Grrt, grrt, baow), niggas is dissin', but they never meetin' (Grrt, grrt, baow) Like, glah, thottie, she fiendin', you say you on go, but your niggas caught bleedin' (Dickhead) Glah, top shotta, these niggas pussy (Like, what? Like, what?), off the penny she feelin' stupid (Glah, glah, glah) And shit really deep in the music (Like, what? Like, damm), beam on the blick, I be feelin' loosened (Glah, glah, glah) Feelin' like Tommy the way that I move (Like, damn), how you got a gun? Don't use it (Like, how?) Wait, lil' niggas be runnin' in cities, so 4-1 extortion, don't get this confusion (Glah, glah, glah) Y'all niggas is pop and panickin' (Like, damn), for my brother, I'm, clutchin' that thing (Glah, glah, glah) Got big gun, make 'em freeze like a mannequin, like if you see me, just up it and flame (Up it and what?) They know I really be puttin' in pain (Puttin' in what?), don't know why niggas ain't talkin' my name (Glah) I'm on the block with a Glock for them niggas, you runnin', I'm lettin' it rain (Glah-glah, damn) I'm the one that make all these hoes panic (On bro, glah), like back tackles a whole lotta damage I'm a demon, they not understandin' (Like, what? Glah) don't need to get back all them bullets was landin' (Glah-glah, boom) Like this ghost, hollow turn 'em to Casper (Like, what?), like pistol packin' when it's time to pack up They should go, that bitch was talkin' crazy, y'all niggas talk hot, I'ma knock out his lady I been steppin' on necks on the daily (Like, what?), we ready with demons, the grip not on safe, they lied This what they want, they want me to act stupid like I ain't bad bitch and I'm about to lose it (Glah, glah, glah) Ayo, Asian, why bitches be hatin'? (Like, what?), let's take a trip, now it turn to a spaceship Ayo, Jenn, they not ready for us, we the deadliest duo, who better than us? (Glah-glah, boom) 4-1 fuckin' gang, niggas is not tweakin' with us, these bitches be dumb, at me, bitch
Writer(s): Zaire Rivera, Misharron Jermeisha Allen, Kyle Henry Richardson, Jennifer Oghenekevwe Akpofure, Tamiah Boney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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