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Up Up
4,522
Hip-Hop/Rap
Up Up was released on August 23, 2019 by MPA Bandcamp Music Group / EMPIRE as a part of the album The Blue M&M 4
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Release DateAugust 23, 2019
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peewee Longway
Peewee Longway
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quincy Lamont Williams
Quincy Lamont Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Mister
Lil Mister
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Longway, Longway
This shit like a light switch, ****, go on and off ****
I'm the field, I'm always on, pussy
Every **** round, we goin' up, up, up, up, up ****
You gon' stay down
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm saying they snatch my chain, boy, you got me fucked up
Yes, I don't flip some, my price is going up, up
Yes, we might just strip you like a bitch inside the booty club
Yes, you might get budget like a script, four pints, and Adderall
[Verse 3]
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up
We goin' up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Smoke up, up, up, up, up, up, up
We going' up, up, up, up, up, up, up
[Verse 4]
Diamonds on my neck, ain't made for tuckin', bitch, it bling bling
.30's in the club, all my homies brought the same thing
Please don't make me gang bang, now they playing blame gang
Every time we slide through, 30 more shots baow, baow, baow, baow
Everybody duckin' the crowd, wow
Gang lookin' like wow
I'm living too reckless and wild
The blue Suge Knight of the south
Little biddy boy, pipe down
I can get it up right now (Bad)
Smoke in the air right now (Who want smoke?)
Got a cancer stick on me right now
I fuck the bitch up right here
Might just pull up with my dealer
There's pinky boogers on her finger
Lemon Heads in my ear
Got a lean plug, text, arrangin'
And I prolly had the oil spills
Thirty rounds and I'ma bang it
Every video gon' be a drill
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I'm saying they snatch my chain, boy, you got me fucked up
Yes, I don't flip some, my price is going up, up
Yes, we might just strip you like a bitch inside the booty club
Yes, you might get budget like a script, four pints, and Adderall
[Verse 6]
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up
We goin' up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Smoke up, up, up, up, up, up, up
We going' up, up, up, up, up, up, up
[Verse 7]
Smoke in the air, get stuck there
Got bands and bullets on bun fair
This ain't a jet, this the Con Air
Commies that go by the John Doe
Triple cross you with the run do
Make 'em patch up your body with bundle
Get bags and trap out the condo
Go up with the daddy, the balls on 'em
Beat was that kinda, that ballin' fresh
My all seniro high like I'm Left Eye
Left hand cookin' a stir fry (Hit it)
Red dot, hit 'em from birds eye
Sniper shoot you from the nosebleed
Gucci, Gabana on a murder scene
Longway Frank White wit' the blue cheese
I'ma end on all them **** who in
My homie wit' ten do ten bowls of weed (Trappin')
I set the trend, it up by the week
Bought the Maybach 'cause it matched the Philippe
Cartier shake when I'm geekin' like Screech
Thousand OG's and they gone in a week
4, 48, that's a thousand a piece
Call out the play like a referee
He go up 'fore I let a **** take from me
[Verse 8]
Yeah, I'm saying they snatch my chain, boy, you got me fucked up
Yes, I don't flip some, my price is going up, up
Yes, we might just strip you like a bitch inside the booty club
Yes, you might get budget like a script, four pints, and Adderall
[Verse 9]
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up
We goin' up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Smoke up, up, up, up, up, up, up
We going' up, up, up, up, up, up, up
[Verse 10]
Jump out the slide door like he hurt
He gon' move the pound like they merch
Written by: Antwon Fields, Quincy Williams
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