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letra de i'm up now! - issbrokie

[intro]
(yuh)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yuh)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yuh)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yuh)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yuh)

[chorus]
f-ck-f-ck-f-ck bein’ up next, b-tch, i’m up now
f-ck ’bout any opp who says he don’t want ones now
bust down, fitted head to toe, look like a sl-t how my b-tt’s out
moonin-moonin’ every opp who scared to run down
up, down, up, down, yo’ b-tch tryna f-ck now
every time i hit the f-ckin’ bowl, i cough my lungs out
big hits only ’round the holy, b-tch, like, what now?
not the type to bully someone i don’t give a f-ck ’bout

[verse 1]
why these hoes think i care? i’m worriеd ’bout more pressin’ sh-t
that-that-that boy is a p-ssy, why the f-ck hе think he pressin’ sh-t?
shout-out-shout-out to my bartard homies, i used to press ’em sh-t
i laugh at you like “har-har,” homie, yo’ b-tch wan’ neck a chick
plugger-plugger look like jar jar, he be sellin’ that meth and sh-t
yo’ b-tch-yo’ b-tch in my car-car, now she think i’m the best and sh-t
all-all-all these comments hate on me ’cause i’m transgender sh-t
keep-keep-keep on f-ckin’ commentin’, that sh-t pay for my estrogen
[hook]
like, haha, haha, why yo’ b-tch wan’ f-ck on me?
like, haha, haha, why the opps be duckin’ me?
like, haha, haha, i’m in they head, they stuck on me
like, haha, haha, why my opps in love with me? like

[verse 2]
why that-why that boy wan’ beef with me when he ain’t got no shooters-shooters?
that boy ain’t gon’ spit at me when starin’ down the luger-luger
ain’t n0body care about your opinions, you a loser-loser
ain’t n0body care about yo’ hip-hop, you’s a boomer, huh
a-a-a-ain’t n0body care, you look up to freddy krueger
t-t-t-t-trust me, you a square, like, you ain’t got no b-lls like you got neutered, huh
yo’-yo’ b-tch give me brain while i work like she’s a tutor, huh
she-she get in my face, then she twerk so i’ll do her, huh

[chorus]
f-ck-f-ck-f-ck bein’ up next, b-tch, i’m up now
f-ck ’bout any opp who says he doin’ ones now
bust down, fitted head to toe, look like a sl-t how my b-tt’s out
moonin-moonin’ every opp who scared to run down
up, down, up, down, yo’ b-tch tryna f-ck now
every time i hit the f-ckin’ bowl, i cough my lungs out
big hits only ’round the holy, b-tch, like, what now?
not the type to bully someone i don’t give a f-ck-f-ck-f-ck
(issbrokie)

- issbrokie

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