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Up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Up è stato pubblicato il 12 luglio 2017 da B.O.G Rell come parte dell'album Still in the Hood
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Data di uscita12 luglio 2017
EtichettaB.O.G Rell
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM70

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.O.G Rell
B.O.G Rell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Tyrell Stamper
Christopher Tyrell Stamper
Songwriter

Testi

I came from da bottom, but i ran it up, and my only mission is to stay up
Made dis whole tape in a week so i couldn't get no mfn sleep had to stay up
I tried to be faithful, but can't had to face it, a young **** just a lil playa
Bitch if u owe me den pay up
Choppa uh fuck yo whole day up
Had a antenna and converter box
Cause my mama couldn't afford cable
Always had a job as a jit, sellin midget or washing cars under da table
Bro took a life sentce for dat shit i did and for dat im eternally grateful
If i want yo bitch i can take her
Choppa uh fuck yo whole day up
Bitch calling my phone, say she ain't get her cycle dis month and dun fucked my whole day up
Dey smile and my face, while they plottin to kill me, so i grip my shit and stay prayed up
She swear i dun fucked all deez bitches im chillin wit, swear a young **** gone play ha
Bae can we just fuck n make up
I dont like my bitch wit no make up
Ain't gotta shoot ya
Cause my **** shooters
But i wanna shoot ya
But im da ticket
Da way out da trenches
So im gone let em shoot ya
Been gettin money
Every check be a comma
But i still eat dem noodles
Deez 501s used to be bugles
Now deez bitches blow me like bugles
A young **** Chasing a check
U Chasing a bitch i dun hit
Grandpa whipping da white like some grits
In his 50s and still hustlin
Imma make sure dat dat **** straight
Cause he fed all of my mama kids
Only thing on my mind is get paid
**** change so i dont need no friends
I gotta get it
**** want beef, ain't no problem, we coming wit it
Yo bitch want da D ain't no problem, just come and get it
Let a **** hit it
Kick dat bitch out wit da quickness
Im da sickest yah yah
I keep dat stick call it plank uh
Bro nem be rolling stank up
Shiiid me, i be pouring dat drank up
Yo bitch got my shit on her ringer
My bitch like to go to dem parties
I say no, she say, im tryna change ha
Let her, go call a bitch up and bang ha
Dont know why she play wit a gangsta
My old bitch say she pregnant
Now lil mama ain't, think dat bitch aborted my baby
Dat or either dat bitch was lying but its all gravy
Cause i ain't on no child support bitch im gettin dis paper yay yay
I drop dem jolly ranchers in my sprite cause it make my lean taste different flavors
She can't take it all, but she fuck wit dat tip so much dat i call dat bitch a waitor
She dere when i need ha fulfill allmy needs, must be destiny child cause u cater
I drop it they bite like a gator
So i just switched up my whole flavor
I gotta get it
**** want beef, ain't no problem, we coming wit it
Yo bitch want da D ain't no problem, just come and get it
Let a **** hit it
Kick dat bitch out wit da quickness
Im da sickest yah yah
Written by: Christopher Tyrell Stamper
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