Go Up

(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)

Okay

(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)

Alright

Alright, fuck it, this what it is?

Ayy

This bitch is not a Blood, but she a slob

You come in the club to look, I came in here to do my job

You come around us with no pape', we think you tryna rob

This ain't Doughboyz Cashout, but they callin' us the mob (Yeah)

Pistol 'round my crib with the barbed wire

This bitch was trippin', last night, she flattened dog tires

All of us together sound good like a whole choir

I ain't tryna buy half a brick, see, I'm a whole buyer

You-you could call me anything but a liar

Used to fuck these hoes slow as hell playin' Jeremih

Now the hoes so fuckin' thugged out and got they own fire

**** know that they can't fit inside this circle, it's the wrong size

Alright, watch this

Turn a zip to a hundred grams when I blow it up

Three blues, ninety milligrams and I ain't throwin' up

I just woke up out a lean coma pourin' up

Ayy, stop sayin' that's dog shit if you could fold it up

Matter fact, that's dog shit, you gotta give it back

No cap, the last **** I popped shittin' in a bag

Still ain't satisfied, should've hit the **** in his head

Free Peezy, in six months, he made a quarter million in the feds (Ah)

Strap poke out like a motherfuckin' sore thumb

I can still see you through the scope, so, ****, don't run

Zoom in up close or I can really make this shit fun

October, stomach hurt sober, finna go hunt

I was stealin' from my job broke, I ain't have no luck

Bitch, I got fired on my day off, I ain't have no bucks

Bitch pulled up with some exotics, ain't have no Runtz

**** pulled up talkin' smoky, ain't had no gun

**** ran 'cause his pussy ass was finna get jumped

Skinny **** finna fight ten people, he ain't no punk

Throw some bullets over here, lil' ****, it'll go up

Swear to God, we ain't really playin', we'd go nuts

Glock sittin' right next to my dick, it's cock blockin'

I don't flash that shit if it could fit inside my pocket

Bitch pussy watery as hell like my watches

Nosy-ass hoes, they could smell I've been shoppin'

Surprised you can't smell this Moon Rock in my exotics

Ass so fat, shit can't fit inside her pockets

Fuck last night, woke up still tryna pop it

Fuck the hoes' ****, they ain't never been a topic

Literally. them **** really ain't got shit in common

Heard they start murkin' every **** they got in common

House get wet up, get the front and the top of it

Bitch suck me up, get the front and the top of it

Palm Angels, Dior, DNG, I'm rockin' it

Two bricks, ten 'bows, thousand beans, I'm coppin' it

Start some bullshit, I bet this 45 stoppin' it

Cocaine, baking soda, water, I'm lockin' it

Rolls Royce truck, Act' purple, I'm droppin' it

I can't hold you up, I wanna fuck, if not, then dip

Twelve lines of Wock' every day, my doctor shit

Girly head game excellent, she gotta doctor it

Cream soda lookin' delicious, it's got a funny color

Nutritious every time I drink drank, I pour it in water

I need all my fans to pray for me, I got court tomorrow

Sold a **** two zips of cut, and it short a quarter

Gotta watch these ****, they payin' attention like a P.O

They watchin' me come up on the watch like I'm Jeno

Don't care the rap money make me feel like I hit the casino

Got the big nose on me, this bitch ootie, throw a kilo

****, all I do is ball like I always had chemo

My life a movie, every day be like catchin' B-roll

No cap, ****, I am still the neighborhood hero

Might tat this shit between my eyes like I'm Jeno