Lyrics Get Up With Me (feat. Money Man) - ZayBang

Nigga, come get up with me (Nigga, huh?)
Tell them niggas come get up with me
Nigga, come get up with me (On my mama)
Tell them niggas come get up with me
Huh?
Niggas come and get up with me, nigga
Come get up with me
Look, nigga

Ayy, if you don't like who I'm around, come get up with me
This Glock throwin' faceshots, fuck a buck-fifty
And way before this pandemic, I was up sixty
Two chops, eighty shots, that's a buck-sixty

This shit ain't nothin' to me, they can't fuck with me
And if you feel like it's a problem, come get up with me
Bitch, I'll never leavе my gun like it's stuck with me
If you gon' tell a nigga somеthin', tell him get up with me

My bitch made five hundred in the pandemic
I know they hate to see me winnin', niggas can't stand me
My first hundred off of rappin', I was still scammin'
My brother came VS1 and they still dancin'

I pulled two hundred out a bitch, nigga, ask Bner
I made her send me 5K before I ever seen her
This shit cost, you gon' have to take it to the cleaners
And I'm in love with my bitch, I call her Mamma Mia

Ayy, say my name a couple times 'bout some red rum
Pop a nigga and his brother, that's an and-one
Clown niggas takin' pics, why you showin' guns?
This chopper really from the Bay, look how it's goin' dumb

They probably never see me out, I'm in a black sleeve
I swear when bitches hella broke, that's a pet peeve
I'm tryna live right off the water with some jet-skis
And I ain't even tryna fuck, just give me neck please

Ayy, if you don't like who I'm around, come get up with me
This Glock throwin' faceshots, fuck a buck-fifty
And way before this pandemic, I was up sixty
Two chops, eighty shots, that's a buck-sixty

This shit ain't nothin' to me, they can't fuck with me
And if you feel like it's a problem, come get up with me
Bitch, I'll never leave my gun like it's stuck with me
If you gon' tell a nigga somethin', tell him get up with me

My youngin always shoot that ARP, but he don't know how to spell
Ridin' through Macon with that pack, a nigga had to hide the smell
Oh, he think that he a demon? The stick gon' make him burn in hell
CC with high limit from institution when I check the mail

Found out 'bout this scammin' shit for real, it's like the holy grail
Might just take a vacay out to Frisco, I got bags for sale
I just hit a vibe at the Four Seasons, she was fine as hell
I got two glicks on me at the moment, you can't even tell

Told my plug to go get somethin' stronger, that shit weak as hell
I got fifty shots inside this rifle if they deep as hell
Nigga cross me now, I swear to God that he won't live to tell
I'm just tryna get inside her mouth just like some oral gel

Ayy, if you don't like who I'm around, come get up with me
This Glock throwin' faceshots, fuck a buck-fifty
And way before this pandemic, I was up sixty
Two chops, eighty shots, that's a buck-sixty

This shit ain't nothin' to me, they can't fuck with me
And if you feel like it's a problem, come get up with me
Bitch, I'll never leave my gun like it's stuck with me
If you gon' tell a nigga somethin', tell him get up with me, nigga

Shit ain't nothin' to me, they can't fuck with me
If you gon' tell a nigga somethin', tell him get up with me
Shit ain't nothin' to me, they can't fuck with me
If you gon' tell a nigga somethin', tell him get up with me