Upgrade Lyrics – Joben
Singer: Joben
Title: Upgrade
Popped some dirty thirty’s almost dropped off of two blues
Fetty kinda deadly i guess it’s not what i’m used to
I gotta few loose screws but i swear i’m not crazy
The x pills saved me man i was popping on the daily
My ex b#tch hate me but i went and got an upgrade
Filled my pockets up, blue strips, ain’t no chump change
Just ask your b#tch she can tell you how my c#m taste
40 on my waist, i can show you how my gun spray
Praise me like it’s sunday, yeah i’m a sad boy
When i hit the stage all the b#tches making mad noise
Yeah i’m a sad boy, but i’m not a p#ss#
I’ll give your man a noogie, if he test mе i’ma cook em
I ain’t no f#cking rookie, i’ve been with it for a minutе
My sh#t been out the ballpark i’m hitting over fences
Just listen, i’m sh#tting on these b#tches with a sentence
I might be spitting writtens but i’d like to see you try it
I want some diamonds, i can see these snakes through my eyelids
These pills have me flying but i’m not the f#cking pilot
I don’t care what the price is, you know that i’ma buy it
When i’m around they get silent, cuz they know that i’ll get violent
I’m not scared of dying cuz that’s really i wanted
If you catch me out in public, don’t bother saying something
Most of you make assumptions about the way i’m living
Yeah i’m different, but that don’t mean i’m not a legend
I’ll have you second guessing, my new sh#t will have you breathless
I like getting reckless, but i can’t i’m on probation
I’m just saying, i don’t need a pill to go super saiyan
So just face it, i’m better than you expected, b#tch
Last year i popped ten xans, i f#cked around and wrecked the whip
This year i got some plans, i’m finna cop me a new necklace b#tch
Last year i popped ten xans, i f#cked around and wrecked the whip
This year i got some plans, i’m finna cop me a new necklace b#tch
Popped some dirty thirty’s almost dropped off of two blues
Fetty kinda deadly i guess it’s not what i’m used to
I gotta few loose screws but i swear i’m not crazy
The x pills saved me man i was popping on the daily
My ex b#tch hate me but i went and got an upgrade
Filled my pockets up, blue strips, ain’t no chump change
Just ask your b#tch she can tell you how my c#m taste
40 on my waist, i can show you how my gun spray
Praise me like it’s sunday, yeah i’m a sad boy
When i hit the stage all the b#tches making mad noise
Yeah i’m a sad boy, but i’m not a p#ss#
I’ll give your man a noogie, if he test me i’ma cook em
I ain’t no f#cking rookie, i’ve been with it for a minute
My sh#t been out the ballpark i’m hitting over fences
Just listen, i’m sh#tting on these b#tches with a sentence
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