Up It! Lyrics – Slump6s
Singer: Slump6s
Title: Up It!
Yea I’m lil 6 but I’m finna make it a hundred
I know that n#gg# ain’t eat in a minute but my choppa really gon’ fill up his stomach
My shoota just got a drum and I’m countin’ up bands so my n#gg# we stay with precautions
That n#gg# just got a rack on his head and he hit it so hard that he got a concussion
(?) but my choppa really be punchin’
XD 45 finna turn him to nothing
I ain’t the same n#gg# that I was 2 years ago so my n#gg# don’t think that I’m bluffin’
We finna, we finna really gon’ up it
(?)
You would have thought we owned the f#cking crib the way me and my n#gg#s walked in that function
This is not a test. This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S. Government. Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge
f#ck the studio, Imma just get on the mic, find a beat and turn that sh#t up on the headphones
They asking me if I still f#ck with that hoe man, I look at his dumbass and told that boy “hell no”
He talkin down on me, we gon wet his #ss up, leave his whole body red that boy lookin’ like elmo
They say that I’m wasting my f#cking potential, I’m just getting started, they sent me a demo
Big bag on me feelin’ like a weightlift
Your hoe on me, LOUI V the fragrance
You not silent, really on that snake sh#t
Look at your diamonds, you be wearing fake sh#t
Shout out (?) but I’ve been ridin’ in that tank
Your producer (?)
n#gg# wanna be on even though he ain’t
Got your hoe on my line (?)
Big body juggin’, inside it’s a mac, that n#gg# talk down, we turn into Ricky
I call my choppa an elderly woman, inside of the clip it’s gon’ hold about 50
I been on their mind for a minute, he got out of line, imma hit him with sticks, pixie
Ion got time for the games, he been playing with my bread, I put him on the screen, Disney
Walk in the spot and I’m making a bag
I know that n#gg# soft but he tough on the app
Blowin’ that check then I’m making it back
“I knew that n#gg# once” I knock off his cap
Put him in his car and we make him relax
Countin’ all my bread, I’m countin’ the racks
I been going up man I feel like the goat
Put him in the air and he ain’t comin’ back
(?) but my choppa really be punchin’
XD 45 finna turn him to nothing
I ain’t the same n#gg# that I was 2 years ago so my n#gg# don’t think that I’m bluffin’
We finna, we finna really gon’ up it
(?)
You would have thought we owned the f#cking crib the way me and my n#gg#s walked in that function
This is not a test. This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S. Government. Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge
Yeah!
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