letra de yup! - o.allen
you know me
i ain’t trippin
hit the gas on a b-tch
(yup!)
my ex callin’
i just laugh at the b-tch
i ain’t trickin
best believe i get the cash
from a b-tch
if she ain’t f-ckin
wit my game
then ima pass
on a b-tch
(yup!)
since 16 i was a feind
for the paper
i remember biggie said
he had a dream
for the paper
(yup!)
but you gotta
know the rules
to this sh-t
you don’t wanna be
the n-gga on the news
for this sh-t
(nope)
stay focused
never trust no b-tch
if they talk behind
your back
they get knocked
they gon’ snitch
i know dealers i know
k!llers
i know bloods i know
crips
i know hoes that stayed down
i know f-g hoes that switched
if it’s beef when you see me
better pop off on sight
because it’s two things
i don’t play bout
my money or my life
ima keep it 1 hunnit
probably never have no wife
if a b-tch ain’t bout her money
then she really
ain’t my type
(yup!)
when you see me
i’ve been trappin all day
get your money
stack it up always
put the 20s in the stash
hunnits in the bank
and you never give a f-ck
bout what a hater think
keep it real wit’cha dawg
never change
in a foreign
with my b-tch
switchin’ lanes
gotta ride for your n-gga
it don’t matter what
told her we gon get this money
then we add it up
trap game 1 hunnit
mack game 1 hunnit
d-ck game 1 hunnit
everything 1 hunnit
only thing i know is
ima keep it 1 hunnit
stay low key and stack up
then flex on who fronted
and my b-tch bad
(yup!)
super bad, mclovin
it don’t matter what the play is
i say so, she comin’
when that thing spray
no race tho
like usain you runnin’
ain’t focused on your bread
then the truth is
you buggin’
heard i took a loss
sh-t, i bounced back it’s nothin
plus i’m off probation
so that means it’s f-ck em
f-ck the judge
f-ck my po
f-ck the police too
put my dawg on a l!ck
that’s what homies do
my plug said he got that gas
i told him throw me two
that n-gga threw me fo’
now i ain’t broke no mo’
i’m tryna cop a new benz
off the showroom floor
so every day i say my prayers
then i’m out the door
when you see me
i’ve been trappin all day
get your money
stack it up always
put the 20s in the stash
hunnits in the bank
and you never give a f-ck
bout what a hater think
keep it real wit’cha dawg
never change
in a foreign
with my b-tch
switchin’ lanes
gotta ride for your n-gga
it don’t matter what
told her we gon get this money
then we add it up
then we add it up
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