Up lyrics

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm up, f*ck a deal
Pop a n*gga like a pill
Smokin' reefer with my dogs
So you know we poppin' seals
b*tch, I'm geekin', sh*t, what's poppin'?
f*ckin' b*tches, that's a hobby
If a pus*y n*gga play me
Swear to God, that's a homi'
I pull up with apes and they ready to kill
Not from Chicago but watch how we drill
I'm not from Houston, I kept this sh*t trill
I cannot f*ck with these n*ggas for real (gang)
Talk sh*t behind my back but smile in my face (pus*y)
That's that sh*t that get you shot in yo' head

[Verse]
Like why do they envy?
Not 21 but that savage sh*t in me
Come shoot up yo' house and skrt off in a bentley
Yeah, Lord, can you hear me? Forgive me for sinnin'
All of these n*ggas, they mad 'cause I'm winnin'
They think it's a joke 'til I pull up to split 'em, yeah
Get money all day
Take his lil b*tch, put di*k in her face
Walk down, shoot him in his head, broad day, yeah, hold up
I'm from New Orleans, you know how I play
Ain't no evidence, they closin' the case
Dealed him so bad, he made First 48, yeah
b*tch, I'm ballin', Spaldin'
Dunkin' on a b*tch like I'm Jordan
Flush a n*gga ass like a motherf*ckin' toilet, yeah, oh
f*ck what these n*ggas be talkin' (what?!)
Lil b*tch, I'm young and I'm bossin' (bossin')
f*ck with me wrong, it's gon' cost ya (b*tch)
Thirty gon' leave 'em exhausted, uh (brrr)
[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm up, f*ck a deal (skrt)
Pop a n*gga like a pill
Smokin' reefer with my dogs
So you know we poppin' seals
b*tch, I'm geekin', sh*t, what's poppin'?
f*ckin' b*tches, that's a hobby
If a pus*y n*gga play me
Swear to God, that's a homi'
I pull up with apes and they ready to kill
Not from Chicago but watch how we drill
I'm not from Houston, I kept this sh*t trill
I cannot f*ck with these n*ggas for real (on God)
Talk sh*t behind my back but smile in my face
That's that sh*t that get you shot in yo' head

[Outro]
b*tch
Slatt slatt slatt, slatt slatt slatt