T UP

Aye (Hahaha) Nigga I'm bout to T up I got bitches on me and they loving my fragrance She give me neck and I don't got to say shit Designer on me I got heat like a space ship My music to hot make the stu catch on fire (Fire) This wood get me higher higher Nigga your shit is ass retire (Booty) And you can't bring no opp where I'm laying Better leave before I get to spraying Niggas know I don't play that (Blrrrt) If you really want smoke better say that Want my pockets obese like a big mac (Big Mac) And this clip hold twelve like ah subway Uh running your bitch relay (Glrt) Nigga I got the gas speedway (Glrt Boom) And this ain't no he say she say (What) When these bullets gone hit better be safe Nigga why is you talking go get back When I fly through your block ain't no jet lag Calypso to slamming (Slamming) Mac eleven on me do damage (Damage) Give a shot to your man Leave a bandage (Bandage) Jay foreign on top they can't stand it (Blrrrt) You stay fucking up ain't no chances Nigga I got his low, vantage Point to me where these niggas gonna be at Cause a bitch nigga I can not be that (Stupid) And my shot is on point call me thompson Big bags on me I be balling Ten shots to your man got me tossing I'm a goat if I'm just being honest If I'm not on your list then you lost it (Stupid) Top two but you know that I'm not two And your bitch eat it up through the postal Nigga I need some ice on my wrist Better yet need a bag on my wrist (Like right now) Fuck the hate man I'm just being me But nigga you still don't know me (Goofy) Uh you don't know me Stay to my self tryna get to the bucks Euro stepping the odds like antetokounmpo My pockets is fat they on sumo (Sumo) Jordan ones on my feet color nemo (Nemo) And I stay in the field call me debo Lil bitch on my dick call her lilo Play with me ima leave you with stitches When I get in my zone I be distance Locking in ima ball like a piston (Piston) Got my foot on the gas stick shift And your bitch is a dub she a big bitch Aye, pushing the foreign keep it together Rim's included feet Jordan eleven Killing the pussy I'm gonna need a reverend These albums I'm dropping I got about seven Add four more and I'm dropping eleven (Blrrt Bow) And this is the man you be loving I got in his face he did nothing When I back out the v, he be running I be looking for prey like I'm hunting (Hunting) Better stop all the cap, he be fronting (Fronting) Listen shorty to bad and her height ray mysterio He talking hot he get left like a cheerio (Boom bow) They said I got rich now I'm cocky Are you dumb better stay in your body (Boom bow) Moving hot you know I got the shoty I got ice on my neck like it's hockey And my pockets I stuff them with hillary's If your bitch out of line she get pedigreed From this rapping, got money since seventeen (On Bro) These niggas gonna think I do magic How I air out the spot like aladdin I be throwing these parties like madden And I shoot like the orlando magic So I'll balling till I'm in a casket (Casket)