GIDDY UP! lyrics

by

Yung Bambi


[Verse 1: Kamiyada+]
(Reloaded haha, reloaded, uh)
Kami is a— (Uh, uh, ay)
Kami is a— (Uh, uh, ay)
Kami is a sicko, yeah, he love the madness (Huh)
I'ma breathe fire like a dungeon dragon (huh)
Glock got a di*k and the nuts be dragging
Young rich n*gga and my pants is saggin'
Shawty let me eat your ass in a mansion
You gon' leave your boyfriend bed all abandoned
If you want your b*tch back pay the ransom
pus*y probably still won't leave 'cause I'm handsome
Finna get it poppin' and this b*tch throw that racks up
If I pour this Act' up better back up 'cause I act up
Don't make me press your buttons, you pus*y boy, you just act tough
And you know that I'm a glutton about money my pockets stacked up

[Chorus: TrippyThaKid]
I be in the club, bottle full of bub'
Lil' mama what's the pus*y hitting for? I'm tryna f*ck
Reverse cowgirl, told her shawty, "Giddy up"
And even off this molly, no problem to get it up
And I can f*ck your friends too, tell them hit me up
Not even on tour, but we f*cking yo' city up
My sugar momma's argue about whoever gets me lunch
Got the function going up like they put acid in the punch
I be in the club, bottle full of bub'
Lil' mama what's the pus*y hitting for? I'm tryna f*ck
Reverse cowgirl, told her shawty, "Giddy up"
And even off this molly, no problem to get it up
And I can f*ck your friends too, tell them hit me up
Not even on tour, but we f*cking yo' city up
My sugar momma's argue about whoever gets me lunch
Got the function going up like they put acid in the punch (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: TrippyThaKid]
Riding down I-95 bumping house sh*t
Smoking, drinking, we do it all night, you ain't about it
Talking like you know it's on sight
I got many men, squad by my side all the time like I am 50 Cent
Boom, boom, taking eight shots, but I still can't feel sh*t
No more shot then they talking 'bout a remix
'Bout six bands on my backpack waiting
Goddamn bugs on my tongue I can taste it
Why you always coming at Trippy? He know the secrets
I don't need a Benz truck, people 'bout to peep this
I have been in Heaven, I swear to God, I have seen it all
Met up with Trippy the division
Never had to fall, never had to die
All my friends drunk when we chillin' in the ride
Trippy still drive tryna stay alive
I was in a spaceship wasted taking my damn time

[Verse 3: Kamiyada+]
People going crazy over Trppy and Kami'
This the feature that they wanted
Making bangers and money
I need that vitamin five and had the time of my life
But I had to roll up 'bout a hundred b*tches deep in the night

[Chorus: TrippyThaKid]
I be in the club, bottle full of bub'
Lil' mama what's the pus*y hitting for? I'm tryna f*ck
Reverse cowgirl, told her shawty, "Giddy up"
And even off this molly, no problem to get it up
And I can f*ck your friends too, tell them hit me up
Not even on tour, but we f*cking yo' city up
My sugar momma's argue about whoever gets me lunch
Got the function going up like they put acid in the punch
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