FOLD IT UP (feat. SONNY)

Y’all know I don’t do direct deposits, fold it up

I’m out in LA I’m on my pac shit, throw it up

This feel like some shit that I can mosh with, open up

I feel like that boy I need my props bitch, fold it Ughhh

Y’all know I don’t do direct deposits, fold it up

I’m out in LA I’m on my pac shit, throw it up

This feel like some shit that I can mosh with, open up

I feel like that boy I need my props bitch, fold it Ughhh

I pray for my blood that’s for they safety, I know it’s cold

These lil boys don’t keep no shit on safety, just overload

Mama ask me how I crash Mercedes on open road

Lost my uncle then got my first band they thought I sold my soul

Turned my heat off

I was in sessions playing my tape and they turned my beat off

All good then I just went on my way with a chip I could feed off

I was out of touch, then THRD touched down and he ran that heat off

Southside phenom, bitch

Y’all know I don’t do direct deposits, fold it up

I’m out in LA I’m on my pac shit, throw it up

This feel like some shit that I can mosh with, open up

I feel like that boy I need my props bitch, fold it Ughhh

Y’all know I don’t do direct deposits, fold it up

I’m out in LA I’m on my pac shit, throw it up

This feel like some shit that I can mosh with, open up

I feel like that boy I need my props bitch, fold it Ughhh