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Weight Up
11
Hip-Hop/Rap
Weight Up was released on June 19, 2026 by Casey Veggies as a part of the album Caught Up In The Game: Deluxe Edition
album cover
Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelCasey Veggies
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Casey Veggies
Casey Veggies
Performer
Ay Ay SnaggLay
Ay Ay SnaggLay
Performer
Therealwikked
Therealwikked
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casey Jones
Casey Jones
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BUUBACKWARDS
BUUBACKWARDS
Producer
AndreiLGND
AndreiLGND
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Aw, yeah
Aw, man
(Anything you wanna say, Andrei?)
[Instrumental]
Yeah
[Instrumental]
Let's get it
[Chorus]
Comin' from the bottom, we so militant
I'm on big dog shit, she know I'm really him (Yeah)
I been runnin' up that check, I'm 'bout to reel it in
Fuck that girl so girl, she tryna spin again (Woah)
Pull up in that drop, drippin' flavor
Young ****, bossed up myself, don't need no favors
Hundreds solid knots'll turn your best friend to a hater
Came up off the block, yeah, I done went and got my weight up
[Verse 1]
Big dog shit, she do it ass up, face down (Face down)
Yeah, lil' baby, go and get that bag, I need pape' now (Pape' now)
It ain't 'bout who the hottest, it's about who really stay down (For real)
Young ****, grindin' from the bottom off that Grey Hound (Woah)
They don't know where that weight goes
All that pressure to go and get it, but I stay gold (Stay gold, uh)
From that city where they slide, you better lay low (Better lay low)
I really go and get shit done, I don't chase goals (Goals)
That **** spent up all his funds on them fakes hoes (Damn)
She know I'm really one of them ones, I don't chase hoes (I don't)
Rockin' Cartis in the sun, so the ray gone (Gone)
If your bitch come with the gang, then it's case closed, swap 'em like a chain (Aw, man)
[Chorus]
Comin' from the bottom, we so militant
I'm on big dog shit, she know I'm really him (Yeah)
I been runnin' up that check, I'm 'bout to reel it in
Fuck that girl so girl, she tryna spin again (Woah)
Pull up in that drop, drippin' flavor
Young ****, bossed up myself, don't need no favors
Hundreds solid knots'll turn your best friend to a hater
Came up off the block, yeah, I done went and got my weight up
[Verse 2]
Dr. Seuss with the rap skills, I'm tryna catch a hat (Give me it)
Shout out my **** CV, he already know I'm finna snap (Yeah)
Had to get my weight up, ****, never changed up (Huh)
Then yell out, "OKC," evil Dion Waiters (Drop)
Never mind a hater, get it like the biggest boss
Steak and lobster with the butter sauce, I'll knock your noodles off
Pull up in that foreign, I'm like a king, I'm finna light the beam (Woah)
Slidin' down King with the team, thinkin' about my dream
When it come to rappin', every time, you know a **** fiend
I woke up, went trim, threw on all Celine
All-white Air Forces, yeah, they gotta say Supreme
Trap like Sky Zone, bouncin' like a trampoline
Chillin' with a bad bitch, yeah, she prayin' for a ring
All I want is money, baby, that's the only fuckin' thing
(All I want is money, baby, that's the only fuckin' thing)
[Chorus]
Comin' from the bottom, we so militant
I'm on big dog shit, she know I'm really him (Yeah)
I been runnin' up that check, I'm 'bout to reel it in
Fuck that girl so girl, she tryna spin again (Woah)
Pull up in that drop, drippin' flavor
Young ****, bossed up myself, don't need no favors
Hundreds solid knots'll turn your best friend to a hater
Came up off the block, yeah, I done went and got my weight up
[Verse 3]
Put the crown on me like LeBron now
PNC tour, yeah, we in your town now
All the cities we doin', I used to dream about
Big stage, big money, and crowds now
I'm with my **** CV, ain't no cappin' now
I just graduated, I wear my cap and gown
Pull up big Bimmer, yeah, it's two-tone
Throw a W in the chat like Kai Cenat
[Chorus]
Comin' from the bottom, we so militant
I'm on big dog shit, she know I'm really him (Yeah)
I been runnin' up that check, I'm 'bout to reel it in
Fuck that girl so girl, she tryna spin again (Woah)
Pull up in that drop, drippin' flavor
Young ****, bossed up myself, don't need no favors
Hundreds solid knots'll turn your best friend to a hater
Came up off the block, yeah, I done went and got my weight up
Written by: Casey Jones
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