Re-Up (feat. Brissp Beezy, Ak Risky, James B & K Cal)
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Yea yea yea Loudpack big 3 shit you feel me Woah And I'm on my f*ck the drop shit too I can not f*ck up my re-up Off a perc I might do that shit anwayyy Bitch im off that po up & im finna go up This dirty drink this ain't no lemonade Keep a m bitch I feel like a renagade Wait like a renegade Better pray you want smoke with da pack boy F*ck around send a nigga to heaven gates She like briscoe you know my baby I be fucking on her bestfriend anyway Ima grip reaper feel like im hades Boy you better not freeze or don't hesitate Bullets close so he taking it with him Pop the witness chase the victim All my niggas on go with a vengance Barber bullets im gon clip him These niggas know ima menace dennis I got 4 lines ina sprite thats a sentence Matter fact thats a paragraph Spin his block with da fan and we airing that I don't like dirty looks what you staring at Treat these bitches like feins we be sharing that If I get me a p I hail mary that All these niggas my sons like where jerry at Spin his block have the 47 outta whack I be smoking on sour pack sour pack If he say his shit jumping thats not a fact If I f*ck up my re-up I got it back I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up Please do not f*ck re-up Spanish mommy said she got that work Code name santa maria I can make you a believer Don't f*ck with him he a diva Hot shells gone give him a fever Bullets playing follow the leader Make him dance like cousin skeeter Take your bitch like derek jeter Flip pies like patti labelle Break it down and I know it's gonna sell Get caught and I know he gunna tell Pack it up oh they hot on our trail Run it up and you know that I'm dumping Black jack 21 no duncan All my life they was making assumptions Give me brain till she caught a concussion Pull your card if I think that you bluffing Extendo clip how I walk in the function Hunnit round rebound im drumming Headshot red dot it's nuffin Heard he said that he better then who Hesi fake then I jelly the move Word to gang I get high to the moon Got weed got perk got shrooms Put you on I could get you in tune Said I'm hot like the middle of june What you need I'll be there real soon Risky it's just what I do Gotta slide gotta make all these moves All these bitches be coming in twos I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up Facts I can not f*ck up my re-up I hit the plug tell him hit me back I can not f*ck up my re-up Wait look I can not f*ck up my re-up I hit the plug tell him hit me back Im hiding the work I got work space my moms not into that The zip can't fit in the zip So tell brissp get a big bag Tell risky go zip that Tell k cal go get that nigga mind ya business 40 below my coat it's winter Shawty get low percentage Shawty give throat persistent See I wanna know her sister top of the morning at night no different See I got weight nigga just wait for it just know I got weight for ya wait I hop in the raf that's blue tinted Can't see through and who's in it You get slapped for loose lipping It turns from the people that you missing Just to find out that you missing Houdini who did it I popped the eye witness Hot shottas non stopping Leave you in the box like hot pockets End up next on crime stoppers Hold that you know that Wearing all black I'm kodak Nigga it's the loudpack big 3 big moves Yea nigga you see us Yea nigga you see us but guess what I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up Wait I cannot f*ck up my re-up Me and my wolves start hunting for that And we not leaving no scraps Don't know that I run with the pack Loudpack we don't mumble with rap Got pounds gelato we smacked And we only pop the bottles that's black Its time to put my hood on map Like no one can stop me Not even a clone or a copy I'll be alone as the top key Make sure that no one can box me Dreams that my hand looking rocky but we still here with the pack Niggas you know where we at Straight from the bx where lions and jungles be at Don't try swarming the pack You know we got hulk in the back Taught my niggas went savage before But this is a whole nother' track And you know I keep the bag in van the same way I do with my bands Like I do two her friends like cal you shitting again Why you just mixing again hope you're not drinking that gin Nah I'm just drinking with jen white girl just wasted again Yea yeah White girl wasted again white girl wasted again Yea yea I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up I can not f*ck up my re-up
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Written by: Akeem Luke, Christian Brown, Kwame White, Othello Kirkpatrick
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