Текст песни miss trippie rage - Mr. FoW

What Up
Go up What
Go upWhat

Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Fow

You know you bi luvn the gang
My money so fiji
Her water just flood in my lap
Prada go good with my range
I body the tech with eminems all on relapse
Gucci go good with the sand
But I'm plotting on trees
So please just gimme the max
Got too much on the line
The fam need a grammy
So please just gimme the crack
In nashville chilling with gang, tennessee hustle
You know we pushing packs
Her kitty go good with the game
Big ten double ds
Lil mama love giving me yams
Mi money go good with no caps
You gimme the ammo
Bet believe we cappin with facts
Tease ain't really enough
You need you a shawty who booty go good with her cap

Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Fow

What Go up
Trippie Go up
What up
Woah yeah what

In new york city chilling with fiends
The city so hungry we whipping the pop with the pack
My levels be just too advanced
She givin me commas n' the head just fall in my lap
We push-in' the whip with no lane
Whip birds in the heat n' now bois bi wanna go gang
Me cash all digital dash mi shawty bi gorgeous so you know she giving me lip
Free-styling the work with no caps
I need me some ms and she bet come thru with the yams
Big bentley all cool in my lane
Dishing the work you know we pushin packs

Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Yea, we up, up, up, up, up, up
Fow

We wolves
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All draco
All draco
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