letra de up it - g herbo
[intro]
foe tryna hit the v-live
boy, it’s too much of that sh-t
roll up, boy, that sh-t dead
turn that -ss around
[verse 1]
ratchet sh-t, uh
shawty and ’em poppin’ out the cut, fappin’ sh-t
shawty know i’m tryna brack it, her b-tt fat as sh-t
got an automatic under my jacket and i’m with it, what’s happenin’? uh
i just popped a lil’ half a yerk so i’m feelin’ fantastic
i’m like f-ck it i’ma just go to work ’cause i been in the bank like ashton, uh
i’ll buy a lil’ b-tch a jaguar, i want me an aston
hood b-tch with me, i’m like a nascar driver, she ain’t been in no fast one, uh
and i’m smoking v-live, she givin’ head while i’m drivin’, i’ma f-ck around, crash it, uh
i’m like f-ck it, then i’ma go smash right now, i’ma take her to the mansion, uh
i told her i still wanna suck on her t-tties though, even though they plastic (i don’t give a f-ck)
in that new sh-t, i can self-park the whip, i’m feeling jur-ssic (i’m feeling jur-ssic)
and you know i pop out with a whip on my wrist, uh, look at the dash (look at the dash)
got a bank account n0body know about, yeah, i just fill it with cash (uh)
everybody wanna f-ck your sister, stacey dash (stacey dash)
but it ain’t really ’cause of her face with her lil’ basic -ss (b-tch)
[chorus]
up it, up it, i up it, n-gga, up it, uh
n-gga, f-ck it, uh, i’ma c-ck this b-tch and up it, uh
she gon’ up it, up it, b-tch, up it
quick, get to duckin’, f-ck it, b-tch, up it
[verse 2]
you might wake your neighbors with they lil’ racist -ss
you used to be a f-ck n-gga so you tryna erase the past
you hatin’ on me ’cause i’m a young n-gga and i chase the bag
we ain’t smokin’ but on nothin’ but exotic, you’d think we laced the bag
i got my b-tch a chanel bag, uh, cost like twelve stacks, uh
ridin’ trackhawks, uh, f-ck your h-llcat (n-gga)
and i’m a bad boy, i’m a bad influence
tell a n-gga what he gon’ do, make him fast forward, uh
and don’t let no n-gga ho you, keep that mac, no pro tools
keep that bag (rrah), overheat that mac (rrah, rrah, rrah)
and i’m a star, check my vv’s, you can see these hoes from afar
i mean you can be these, don’t care if you bd or if you gd, we on that car
word to my ma, word to y’all, word to allah, whoever your god
whatever a n-gga play, send him up to his god
whatever a n-gga make, we gon’ double it at the mall, uh
[chorus]
up it, up it, i up it, n-gga, up it, uh
n-gga, f-ck it, uh, i’ma c-ck this b-tch and up it, uh
she gon’ up it, up it, b-tch, up it
quick, get to duckin’, f-ck it, b-tch, up it (up it)
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