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1.
Go Up 02:36
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Verse 1 I’m fa sho about it Ain't no going around it I ain't claustrophobic Hoe I want my pockets crowded I ain't gotta tout it I ain't gotta tat it You know exactly what I mean Baby I am the baddest I got a beauty queen She used to be in pageants She got a onlyfans Now she a private dancer They ask a lot of questions None of which you got to answer Imma light this bitch on fire Put away them fucking candles I know she feeling the ism I give her Nothing but bars She fell in love with this prison I give her I give her drive I know how to whip her Every verse is a part of the scripture Got a buzz but I ain’t drink liquor Gotta blow but I ain't got no coke And if I choke then it's your throat And though I'm tipping like 44's I got they number like Mike Jones Bitch I don’t take no breaks Off my job or my bones And I could never be homeless Cause the universe is my home I don't know where you think you at But little bitch this my zone Hook Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Verse 2 She got the juice I put the battery all in her back You burnin' calories running with that Bust on a track like a gun up in that Hundreds of facts I ain’t got no time To make up no lies I’ll tell you Anything that is less than obscenely rich Is a failure I got God saying hell yea He done opened up heaven gates Hit a bowl and I elevate Now I'm tripping like Ella Mai I go off and don’t hesitate My lil bitch got her eyes closed With her mouth open And she hum on dick like she meditating Baby I'm killing this shit I got it tied up in the back of the van Pimpin’ go off in this bitch I’m slapping the track with the back of my hand Nigga don’t get it fucked up I am the lead and you back of the band Lately I Jenga the money I’m slow to pull out but I'm stacking it fast I ain't gotta do shit Cause I already got up and I done it I'm on my way to get that If I ain't already got it and want it I got a pillowcase full of the paper I sleep with my mind on the money I'm lapping you niggas the fact that you niggas Think that I'm behind you is funny Hook Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it Imma go up and go get it
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Shake Somethin 02:24
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Verse 1 If you want it bad enough You'll bend over and pick it up You can't be a gold digger With nothing to dig it up I know God shining down on me Baby I'm lit as fuck I know I been on the grind Like your teeth when you clench 'em up And I'm so down I won't let up They slow down I sped up And I been building these bakeries Just trying to get my bread up Shit Sara Lee might marry me Work hard like a pair of me Hoe you know I'm a big deal Is that why you keep staring at me You can look until you go crosseyed Stupid fuck you the crust I'm the whole pot pie I'm a whole lot guys I let that fucker go I don't hold my pride I don't like to let nobody else control my vibe I’m rocking with Incubus it's all about my drive If you hopping in the whip just be one hell of a rider Cause I'm drifting in this bitch and I'm burning up tires Hook Shake something Shake something Shut your mouth Or fuck around and taste something Shake something Shake something Shut your mouth Or fuck around and taste something Shake something Shake something Shut your mouth Or fuck around and taste something Shake something Shake something Shut your mouth Or fuck around and taste something Verse 2 Ain’t nobody fucking with me I'm the cherry popper I'm a lion and I like my bitches very Nala I thought the demons in me Would have scared them all off But the demons in me What they want more of Yea I know the police on me I execute and tell everyone all about the homi Until I catch a body It's not a soul that could calm me I'm using all my senses I'm never walking in blindly I keep an ear to the streets Got a feel for the freaks I got a nose full of smoke and a mouth full of heat And baby I'm full of flavor I could taste what I speak If I'm hungry and you close I might just sank in my teeth But I ain’t munching on no pussy When it's steak I could eat It better be a contract She trying to make out with me Cause I ain't got time for kisses or misses just business And if you can't handle that cook and do the dishes Hook Shake something Shake something Shut your mouth Or fuck around and taste something Shake something Shake something Shut your mouth Or fuck around and taste something Shake something Shake something Shut your mouth Or fuck around and taste something Shake something Shake something Shut your mouth Or fuck around and taste something
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Jump 03:00
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Verse 1 Bitch I’m not gaming I'm making the rules If you wanna play then go play with your babies I cannot swim but I'm making a pool I fill it with money and beautiful ladies Say that she thinking bout making a move I tell her just do it I promise you'll thank me Bitch I’m a dog so when I bite You better go get a checkup for rabies I'm in a league of my own Had to go and build a team on my own Baby it only makes sense I fall asleep and I dream on my own I got that dope shit you smoke it You snort it and then you'll be fiendin' for more I kill that pussy then wear it out PETA throw paint on my clothes Say she a fan of the rap I got her hippin’ and hoppin’ on cock I'm playin' S-O-A-D She gonna love when I give her the rock Hoe I’m like Mike Jack As soon as I beat it that shit gonna pop I am a classical pimp If she ain’t gon' break then I'm giving her Bach Give me my money or I’m getting mean Imma start cursing and causing a scene Not with the hoopla when I get to bombin' Then I'm gonna oorah like I'm a Marine I'm in her pocket like sides of the jeans Pussy in lap baby I got the keys Trust if I see that you stopping these G’s Ima get ugly like I gotta sneeze Hook I got a feeling I’m gonna listen I’m gonna take it I’m gonna lift it I make it jump I make it jump I make it jump I make it jump I got a feeling I’m gonna listen I’m gonna take it I’m gonna lift it I make it jump I make it jump I make it jump I make it jump Verse 2 I'm on her mammaries and in her memory She gonna have to remember me It's in the middle of August But I am so cold that its feeling Decembery Watch how I flex admire the muscle But you ain't gon' hit up the gym with me You take a look at the weight that I'm lifting You thinkin' it's prolly like ten of me Niggas scared now I got waves like the hair style And my hoes stay up for me They only lettin' they hair down Ballin' out like NAIR now I take flight not the stairs now I got excited when I met Common But being starstruck is rare now I throw these bars up in the air And get to swinging from 'em like a trapeze I don't never save no hoes All that hero shit died with Stan Lee Imma kill-monger like Micheal B The rap shit is my wife to be And I devour every single beat Like it's the only thing that I like to eat Pretty bitch it's nice to meet you Mean girl but she nice to me uh She see all this slick shit Coming out my ass like diarrhea Run these broads man I’m R&B’d up Gucci on the bull I'm two G’d up Put some cold game on yo brain Then watch yo face while yo head freeze up Hook I got a feeling I’m gonna listen I’m gonna take it I’m gonna lift it I make it jump I make it jump I make it jump I make it jump I got a feeling I’m gonna listen I’m gonna take it I’m gonna lift it I make it jump I make it jump I make it jump I make it jump
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Lined Up 02:28
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Verse 1 I got her waking up wet She need a PureWick When she was sick of them lame brains I cured it I don’t listen to no broke talk I heard it I’m killing all that weak shit off It's a murder Baby don’t fuck with me and test my position I'm quarterbacking like i'm Dak And in two minutes I drill it You know my favorite bitch a thot Cause she stay out of her feelings I be rapping with my hoes That's just talking and killing Though I swear I ain’t a gangster I make gangster decisions She was dying for the dick And now she thank me for living Quit trying to hang bitch I only want to chill if its business Shit my nuts the only thing that hang Without paying pittance Hook Lined up Lined up Lined up Yea I got it lined up Lined up Lined up Lined up Yea I got it Verse 2 Don’t do no rings I got her wrapped around my finger though You cannot press me Cause I own this dry cleaner hoe I’m not a player but I can build an arena though You gon' give me respect I spell it out like Aretha hoe I put some passion in her panties Got her pumped up Gave me her brain fore I hit it Thats a dumb fuck You know I’m bout to shoot my shot I got my guns up This big ol’ bowl I’m blowing down It tear my lungs up Got a Colombiana She from the Medellin She used to move the work Now we make movie scenes Ain’t no more drugs up her butt She be boofin' me She say I'm fuego But ain't nobody as cool as me Hook Lined up Lined up Lined up Yea I got it lined up Lined up Lined up Lined up Yea I got it Verse 3 I got this shit lined up I put my edgers to it And I ain’t come to save the world I’ll let Greta do it I just came here for my peace I do like Meta do it Baby I told you I’m the shit Now you done stepped into it Look it ain’t nothing on my plate That I ain’t made bitch I’m the chef I get to whistling and she gon' come my way Cause I’m the ref You want conservative go find a congressman Bitch I’m the left She trying to get another one But I’m like Khaled I’m the best You could either keep it real with me Or deal with me Got my hands around these fuckers throats And now they feeling me You won't see it like I see it Til you climb the hill with me And won't be as hot as I am Until you hop into hell with me Hook Lined up Lined up Lined up Yea I got it lined up Lined up Lined up Lined up Yea I got it
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Thirst Trap 02:32
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Verse 1 That lil' bitch just want some cut Mane she a cutter And if she got the bread I pull the knife and spread my butter She drop that load off And keep truckin' she a Tonka Its all kind of flavors in my shop I’m Willy Wonka You ain’t the man You pay these hookers to eat 'em I fill a bowl up with the green But it's these isms I feed her She got my back sides and front Man this hoe a whole t-shirt From the Ville she smoke a jay And get col' like Keisha I'm a bad man baby But I'm good at what I do They could never shoot me down Bitch I’m good I’m bulletproof I put bars at they necks Like a fucking pull up do I eat everything around me Come by I get full off you I'm a mother fucking problem But I'm just what they wanted I fuck around and send them bitches Say that we just platonic I'm on a mission with the sonics Do not be a Robotnik I'm picking off these Amy roses Bout to fill up my garden Hook I ain't got no problems Reason being Imma work that They ain’t seeing me they dreaming Bring 'em back to earth yea Wash 'em then I clean 'em Then them fuckers take a dirt nap Put my bitch in something skimpy Lookin’ like a thirst trap Pussy silly get the billies She lookin like a thirst trap Don't be meek just get the millies My bitch a lil thirst trap The pennies got her touchy feely She lookin like a thirst trap I broke her but she bout to heal me Yea my bitch a lil thirst trap Verse 2 I'm on the come up baby Raise your head and you'll see me And once I’m done cooking Everybody eat with me I got a hoe that might drug you Like its Cardi B with me I like them with the venom in 'em Shit she ought to be with me Boy it's like a crossover How they fall for the ballin’ I'm from the seven o And if I bet on me then I'm all in Fuck these broke hoes We couldn't catch a vibe if they called it Everything I do I kill Let's have a moment of silence I'm bringing it back I’m a pot full of crack Throw in the ice and I water whip I know she see me she feeling my flow That little bitch gonna board the ship I'll let you know from the rip If it ain’t making me some I get bored of it Bet she come back with a grip Then put her face on the top like a ornament I had to show her the way Baby was green to the game she a foreigner I make it pop it's no blanks I hit the gas with no brakes She might have left here on E But I bet she come back with a full tank Hook I ain't got no problems Reason being Imma work that They ain’t seeing me they dreaming Bring 'em back to earth yea Wash 'em then I clean 'em Then them fuckers take a dirt nap Put my bitch in something skimpy Lookin’ like a thirst trap Pussy silly get the billies She lookin like a thirst trap Don't be meek just get the millies My bitch a lil thirst trap The pennies got her touchy feely She lookin like a thirst trap I broke her but she bout to heal me Yea my bitch a lil thirst trap
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Pressure 02:45
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Verse 1 I don't just do it I get it done Imma get to it but I'm the one I show my ass that is a moon I’m hot as the sun now look Baby girl you don't know nothing bout me Unless I tell you And if I'm asking you for anything Then all I want to hear is hell yeah If you ain't know Imma tell you I got enough bars to jail you I got the keys I could free you too I’m bout to sew this bitch up And y’all barely even got the needle through Ima do what I need to do I'm a beast you better back back I go nuts like whats in my sack They too PC and I'm a mac Big pimpin' Fuck the world til my dick dripping I'm L L when i’m lip licking No children I ain't kidding Fresh to death I ain’t living I’m the truth I ain’t fibbin' I get twisted like cancer ribbons And every hoe that gave me up Trying to take me back like a bad decision I want it all Good girls and the baddest women Anything broke is opposition Nothing outweighs my decisions Stop and listen Hook I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I'm applying pressure I won't let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I'm applying pressure I won't let it up Verse 2 I’m tuned up like my guitar Why you frettin’ I got my hand all around your neck Like a C chord Shut your mouth while I record Bitch I'm gifted like rewards I go deeper than the sea floor You got a problem with my attitude Then what the fuck you bothering me for Baby just play your position You ain’t on my team or up in my division I get a cut you gonna bleed I'm gonna make an incision I am the final edition I’m bout to dip you ain't with it Look right now you being too fickle I get cold and I go up like two nipples You could bring the whole crew with you All of them could be food with you Hope you got gorilla glue with you Cause I tear it up I’m a dick prepare to fuck The gems I drop rare as fuck You could get rich if you picking them up Seldom do I put my dick in a slut I am the shit Like what's on the finger you stick in your butt I can’t imagine me giving it up I blow out a cloud and its lifting me up I go the distance When I'm on a mission I get it delivered like born again Christians Hook I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I'm applying pressure I won't let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I apply the pressure I don’t let it up I'm applying pressure I won't let it up
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We'll Be Alright 02:00
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Hook We’ll be alright We’ll be alright Long as you do What I told you to we alright We’ll be alright We’ll be alright Long as you do What I told you to we alright Verse 1 I’m cold mackin' I’m a fucking pimp-sicle And if you want an issue Find yo' way inside my igloo Its obvious it's something golden in you If I dig you Cause I ain’t bout to beat the bitch Unless she instrumental I don't kick it with you Unless you bringi in money symbols You caught up in my snare And I'm making melodies with you I know you a player I see the Bellamy in you And you full of green But ain't no jealousy in you I ain't into doin’ none of that back and forth I know I'm right It's a rollercoaster rollin’ with a soldier Hold on tight If you want that funny pimpin’ shit Then go for Dolemite Run a gram down in a bowl I'm chasing new heights Get a grip I already showed you how to hold a mic If I'm ever left without no money Imma throw a right Pop that blue pill And get to fucking shit up all night Long as you keep doing What I told you to we alright Hook We’ll be alright We’ll be alright Long as you do What I told you to we alright We’ll be alright We’ll be alright Long as you do What I told you to we alright Verse 2 I break this bitch up Like a bad fight yea yea And if she with me She a tad dike yea yea I'm fresh to death I never had life yea yea My bitches vampires at night Yea yea Like a phlebotomist They come for the blood And if I made it through the door They must let guns in the club I'm poppin’ like a fully auto Make you run through the club Bitch I’m dope And everybody wanna come and do drugs Its an animal inside of me Do not bring it out of me I turn into a lion The moment you start to lie to me I take a look around at my pride I'm feelin’ proud of me I bust down the bread with my peeps And piss on who doubted me I'm flushin’ and bussin’ In your head like concussions You build a stairway to heaven Fore you make me your husband I'm a fucking cash cow I see green and i'm grubbin’ The last time I had the blues I was counting these hundreds Hook We’ll be alright We’ll be alright Long as you do What I told you to we alright We’ll be alright We’ll be alright Long as you do What I told you to we alright
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Tear It Up 02:05
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Verse 1 I hit different kind of licks Bitch you'll never see me coming I not only pull the strings Motherfucker Ima strum 'em I'm about to tune this shit up Get to picking and to plucking And I’m fucking everything up Though my dick was never stuck in I'd rather get the paper though That pussy may be pleasurable I'm the ruler But the length of my rule is immeasurable I put you in positions to ball And they just tether you Rain sleet hail or snow My pimpin’ weatherproof Got niggas mad they sisters Caught up in this twista Them suckers can't get close to the flame Or they get blistered Shit ya’ll done seen how I get down You gotta dig it Or I'll put you in your place Like I helped you move in it I ain’t doing nothing to you But I'll do something with you I shouldn't have to snap on you Just to give you the picture This bitch actin' like a diva She in need of my Snickers I roll with these hoes and smoke 'em I don’t need any swishers Hook I come up in this motherfucker Tear it up I got it all together But I tear it up I come up in this motherfucker Tear it up I got it all together But I Verse 2 Hopped up off these shrooms I'm feeling super hoe I’m Mario Imma work it out I run these bitches for my cardio If I’m schoolin’ you It's no excuses to be tardy hoe Spanish bitch suckin' dick Eso es necesario I know this lil' hoe well enough To know she might flip on me I’m slick I’m bout to slip If she think that she got a grip on me Plus I got her lit Anytime that she puts her lips on me We in Vegas chasing a bag She put some chips on me When it's crunch time They bout to hand me the rock They know when the clock is ticking That I’m hitting the shot I keep it jumping Throwing hookers from the top of the block It ain’t a hiccup in my game Or a sneeze or a cough I can count a M upside down Baby that's a dub Oh you want a nigga like me Shit join the club I get around But you gon' love it on this carousel I came here to burn this shit up Ain't nothing fair in hell Hook I come up in this motherfucker Tear it up I got it all together But I tear it up I come up in this motherfucker Tear it up I got it all together But I
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Now Or Later 02:15
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Verse 1 How much do you love me baby Make sure that you stick with that If you really love me Your friends gonna love me too in fact They probably already do But we ain’t got to get into that And how I slide across this hoe It's hard to get a grip on that You can't tell me nothing baby Right now I'm just LOX You gon' need a shiekh My style of P give you the kiss of death I'm highed up and if you make this climb You might just kiss the steps Ballin’ out and if you miss a call You'll be a missing ref We headed up and I don't see any issues Go ahead cry me a river Use these bills as your tissues I don’t really need to keep a bitch I’m cool with the rental I’m rocking til the wheels fall And I crash like a cymbal It could be simple Don't make the choice to overcomplicate it Imma Warren and Nate it Hop in it and regulate it I make anyone a decimal Nigga I'll decimate you Babe just play your position Before I have to relegate you Hook You don't get it now You gon' get it later You don't get it now You gon' get it later You don't get it now You gon' get it later You don't get it now Verse 2 I don't care for gossip And the latest about such and such Unless it brings me funds and such I don't care to kick it Unless it’s money you'll be drumming up Then I'll give the drummer some I don't care for numbers either Unless it’s me thats number one I’m problematic If I want it I’m about to have it I know drama like TNT But I’m not dramatic I get to scheming I draw schematics Start feeding them nothing but dope They noses raw they all addicts The painting's clear but i'm getting faded Getting paper like a teacher do When they finna grade 'em I don’t boost no broke hoes' ego Nigga I denigrate 'em Imma go head up with the same shit That you been evading negate it Look that's my baby but we ain’t related I took a shot with no chaser Got fouled and made it I hit the loud until it make a statement She gon' break for me and make a payment Her flow and dough Two things she never late with Hook You don't get it now You gon' get it later You don't get it now You gon' get it later You don't get it now You gon' get it later You don't get it now
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Go Out 02:48
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Verse 1 Thought that I had a lot got a lot more I went and scaled it up And I done got me so much of this haze I could've baled it up Now all I need is a line of the Ye You can't tell me nothin’ I never fall for frontin’ I’m pushing all they buttons Which a one just pick a one Imma make a meal out of any one I’m handsome but my hand come And clap your face like a handgun I trip alarms I set it off I'm off the top but my head is on And anybody think they seeing me Would rather wish themselves To be dead and gone They whole life been a hit away I fishbowl it when I whip it mane And some of these hoes so full of envy Cause like Eli I did it mane You know exactly what the fuck I mean Bitch I ain’t bout to reiterate And any weakness that I peep out Get picked on and obliterated I blow it up I don't mitigate it The old me got renovated They say it's hard to get in that bitch But I’m a sharp nigga I penetrate it Bleed the game I menstruate it Tear it up and I rearrange it I came here just to get paid I am no slave I ain’t into hangin' Hook I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it Verse 2 I turn it up till I'm bussin’ the knob Open her lips and I thrust in her mouth I have no patience I'm cussing 'em out Nothing is gonna be tougher than now I make it easy I'm bussin’ it down She gettin' paid just for fucking around That bitch is ballin' not fumbling around I'm a big stepper I rumble the ground They get up to go and I came up and went I'm LST'g now Ima get bent That's my fee mail I get paid when she sent Put my stamp on her and then she get shipped I’m gettin’ paper I knew off the rip You cannot top me I blew off the lid You only cocky when you off the shit I am a problem when sober or lit I make advances You want romancing find a romantic I'm bout to step bitch I'm doin' my dance You want a tip then just look in my pants I got a grip you could look at my hands Drumming up money I'm good with the bands I be so high I'm still fly when I land I beat a beat up again and again I do not care for excuses Pull yourself up by yo bootstraps I'm bout to heat up the game Then go somewhere where it's cool at I'm on the mound and it don’t matter who bat My little bitches tell me I'm the one I shine in they life as if I am the sun I tell em keep killing the shit Then I'm givin’ em bullets and buyin’ em guns Hook I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it I go out and get it Now go out and get it

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