Up the Street

Aye, come over real quick bro, let me holler at you real quick Uh, uh Firzt, why the fuck you do him like that? Man fuck all that talking, my nigga let's link (Let's link) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Ha) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Yeah) Bring your bitch ass up the street Drop your location, my nigga let's meet (Let's meet) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Ha) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Right) Bring your bitch ass up the street Smoke I want all of that, bitch where the beef? (Where the beef) Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Ain't tryna drop by, I'ma hop out on feet (On feet) Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Stop making songs, get off that phone Bring your ass on, it's been too long (Yeah, yeah) I got a hundred round drum on that K (Hundred) I shoot at niggas, I don't shoot at homes (Brr, brr) Why that boy hating? 'Cause that nigga pussy Send me a stepper, don't send me no rookie You hoe niggas lucky that I'm good at rappin' 'Cause I would've been came and seen 'bout that cappin' I would've been came and seen 'bout that action If that's how he feel he gon' stand on it (Bitch) I'm upping as soon as my hand on it (Uh) This bitch a guitar, I'ma jam on it (Boom) Shoot up his car and then stand on it (Yeah) Come bring your hoe-ass outside (Come on) My niggas know I'ma ride (Yeah) If I say, it's a go, they gon' slide (Huh?) Man fuck all that talking, my nigga let's link (Let's link) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Ha) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Yeah) Bring your bitch ass up the street Drop your location, my nigga let's meet (Let's meet) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Ha) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Right) Bring your bitch ass up the street Smoke I want all of that, bitch where the beef? (Where the beef) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Ha) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Yeah) Bring your bitch ass up the street Ain't tryna drop by, I'ma hop out on feet (On feet) Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your ass on bitch I'm waiting (Bitch) Matter fact bitch I'm getting impatient (Yeah, yeah) I make your ass do the race (Okay) Chase your ass down like I'm Jason (Huh, huh) I done got tired of your bitch ass (Yeah) I put that rod on your bitch ass (Go get that rod) I heard you was giving out smoke (Smoke) Well I'ma get high on your bitch ass (Tryna get high) I swear to God I'ma on his ass (Yeah) As soon as you see me it's up (It's up) Why you think you ain't see me get touched (Huh?) 'Cause these niggas ain't really with that (Yeah) My niggas can't wait to fix that (Huh) We come kick the door at your kickback (Ah) Shoot at you and your bros 'til it click-clack Then go fuck on your hoe for some get-back Man fuck all that talking, my nigga let's link (Let's link) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Ha) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Yeah) Bring your bitch ass up the street Drop your location, my nigga let's meet (Let's meet) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Ha) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Right) Bring your bitch ass up the street Smoke I want all of that, bitch where the beef? (Where the beef) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Ha) Bring your bitch ass up the street (Yeah) Bring your bitch ass up the street Ain't tryna drop by, I'ma hop out on feet (On feet) Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street Bring your bitch ass up the street