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Northside Up (feat. Northside Elz)
by Yardee
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Big North shit, Yardee, Gz
Yeah, yeah, yeah look
(Straight out the mud)
(Northside, Northside)
(Yardee)
Look, look, back in the hood where it started
I gotta put in regardless, grew up no fathers
I'm bout to pull up to Starlets
AMG, nah, I can't do no Chargers
Handle my biz, That's word to my daughters
A to Z, yeah, I'm on the charter
To pick up the bag, gotta bring out the garner
5 on 5, yeah, I'm still rockin' Pradas
I'm who they idolize, I'm like their father
Trap or die shit, I'm in the Honda
Check my receipts, look, these numbers is wild
Crib by the beach, me and Bub up in chow
Talk is cheap, look, I want it now
Cookin' wasabi, yeah, I'm rockin' Cartis
I gotta get it, look, can't be sorry
Big bands, look, here you go again
Pullin' up, yeah, probably know her friends
Got it for five, let it go for ten
Blowin' like the wind, only like the wind
Here we go again, here we go again
Yeah, booted up
Booted
Booted up
I could buy a car and a watch
But I want some M's off a BOP
I'm cruising down Ed Koch
And she got her hand on my crotch
And she got no plans, just a botched BBL
She throw it right back, I catch it like Odell
Picked up some dank and distribute through Zelle
Hop out the Bimmer, I'm giving em hell
Huh, huh, they only want us down dead or in jail
I put my faith in this wok and these shells
Demons protect me, how could I have failed?
I see that you shining, we caught us a whale
VVS Diamonds, we out in the field
CVS cup got this bitch in her feels
Booted
Booted up
Booted
Booted up
Booted
Big North shit, Yardee, Gz
Yeah, yeah, yeah look
(Straight out the mud)
(Northside, Northside)
(Yardee)
Look, look, back in the hood where it started
I gotta put in regardless, grew up no fathers
I'm bout to pull up to Starlets
AMG, nah, I can't do no Chargers
Handle my biz, That's word to my daughters
A to Z, yeah, I'm on the charter
To pick up the bag, gotta bring out the garner
5 on 5, yeah, I'm still rockin' Pradas
I'm who they idolize, I'm like their father
Trap or die shit, I'm in the Honda
Check my receipts, look, these numbers is wild
Crib by the beach, me and Bub up in chow
Talk is cheap, look, I want it now
Cookin' wasabi, yeah, I'm rockin' Cartis
I gotta get it, look, can't be sorry
Big bands, look, here you go again
Pullin' up, yeah, probably know her friends
Got it for five, let it go for ten
Blowin' like the wind, only like the wind
Here we go again, here we go again
Yeah, booted up
Booted
Booted up
I could buy a car and a watch
But I want some M's off a BOP
I'm cruising down Ed Koch
And she got her hand on my crotch
And she got no plans, just a botched BBL
She throw it right back, I catch it like Odell
Picked up some dank and distribute through Zelle
Hop out the Bimmer, I'm giving em hell
Huh, huh, they only want us down dead or in jail
I put my faith in this wok and these shells
Demons protect me, how could I have failed?
I see that you shining, we caught us a whale
VVS Diamonds, we out in the field
CVS cup got this bitch in her feels
Booted
Booted up
Booted
Booted up
Booted