Lyrics I'm Up! - 905emerald

Aye
We don't play about the gun smoke
Niggas, they don't want smoke
My dawg came in with one tote
Hit him (Pew-pew-pew)
Bruh smoked
Man, I'm tryna get them drugs though
Niggas know I must smoke (905)
The block tryna run through it (Slide, slide)
I'm not tryna leave one single survivor
Sometimes gotta just do it (Bitch)
And go get them checks, not talking bout Nike
I got that dirty money
Got them bloody checks like it's Verizon
Nah, I ain't even heard of buddy
These niggas is waste, that's why they toxic
You still moving fake, that's why I just shot you
Lambo it stay up in the garage (Alright)
And I got the range up in the garage too
You niggas is lame, y'all niggas some cops
Nah, fuck a price range, don't care what it cost (Okay)
I just gotta change this Patek forreal
I'ma switch off that Patek for Richard-y Mille
I just got a bad bitch who live in the hills
Only got the baddest bitches
Only bag the bitches getting mills
I went from rags to riches
Now my manifestations came fulfilled
I'm gon be that nigga
I'm only halfway there, but I still feel like I'm up
My bro just pulled up
Had the shits, so now I'm filling the cup
Phone keep buzzing, she stay calling me (Brr, brr)
I can't fuck with her, I'm up!
Oh-Oh she your's, then why she follow me? (Aye, aye)
I can't fuck with her, I'm up!
I wouldn't catch her if she fall
Nigga, fuck that hoe, I'm up! (Alright, alright)
Nah, I don't love that bitch at all
I can't fuck with her, I'm up now
I got a bussdown
No, I can not lie
Nah, you niggas not down
And I got Hollywood bitches
All these bitches tryna fuck now
And I got lotta sticks
This trigger finger tryna buss now
I'm tryna just cut up (Woah)
If dude keep on playing, the tool finna wave
It's sounding like what up
The coupe is insane, it's losing it's brain
The roof open frame so I can aim guns up (Boom, boom)
You gotta just face it, stop tryna erase it (Hey, hey)
You know you can't change this
Damn, I hate you niggas, I'm racist
In the whip still speed-racin
Phone keep buzzing, she stay calling me (Brr, brr)
I can't fuck with her, I'm up!
Oh-Oh she your's, then why she follow me? (Aye, aye)
I can't fuck with her, I'm up!
I wouldn't catch her if she fall
Nigga, fuck that hoe, I'm up! (Alright, alright)
Nah, I don't love that bitch at all
I can't fuck with her, I'm up now
I got a bussdown
No, I can not lie
Nah, you niggas not down
And I got Hollywood bitches
All these bitches tryna fuck now
And I got lotta sticks
This trigger finger tryna buss now