Up Stuck lyrics

by

EDDISON


[Intro]
Uhh
TRAPAHOLICS Mixtapes
This is a certified hood classic
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh

[Chorus]
Up stuck
I got dope, all the above
I'm with your b*tch, that b*tch shake ass
I got like ten hoes on my nuts
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Birds inside the cup
I told that b*tch to give me head because I really can't give a f*ck

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Raf Simons, Raf Simons, Raf Simons, Raf Simons, Raf Simons
These pussies can't see me
I f*ck your b*tch before she meet me
I f*ck your b*tch 'cause she a squeegee
The G.O.A.T. came through, no one can beat me
Feel like PP, my cup be oily, runny
Had drugs in my pee-pee

[Verse 1]
Uh, uh, uh (p*ss)
Told the b*tch to come through a lil' bit (Yeah)
b*tch all on my di*k like she tryna steal it, I gotta peel it (Uh-uh)
I gotta run up and make it a million (Yeah)
I gotta run it up straight through the ceiling (Yeah)
Hittin' that b*tch 'cause that b*tch on my di*k, and I f*ck on a [?] because I let her feel it (Yeah, blick, blick)
I got a peel, uh, riddle it
I got a stick, uh, killin' sh*t
Pull up with chops, we put him in a settlement
Pull up with chops, sticks, doot-doot-doot (Blick)
That b*tch got me on the boof-boof-boof
My bro got me on the goop-goop-goop
Cuttin' it up, make it pew-pew
Go up on that di*k it go boom-boom-boom
(b*tch-b*tch)
[Chorus]
Up stuck
I got dope, all the above (TRAPAHOLICS Mixtapes, yeah)
I'm with your b*tch, that b*tch shake ass (Yeah)
I got like ten hoes on my nuts
Ooh (Ooh), ooh (Ooh), ooh (Ooh)
Birds inside the cup (b*tch)
I told that b*tch to give me head because I really can't give a f*ck (Yeah, yeah, nah)

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Raf Simons, Raf Simons, Raf Simons, Raf Simons, Raf Simons
These pussies can't see me
I f*ck your b*tch before she meet me
I f*ck your b*tch 'cause she a squeegee
The G.O.A.T. came through, no one can beat me
Feel like PP, my cup be oily, runny
Had drugs in my pee-pee

[Verse 2]
Came through I dodge sh*t, and I'm touchin' sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
And I touch sh*t like it's swisher sweep (Sheesh)
And the b*tch bad, but I don't need the same two cups (Nah), new two liters
And I pulled up with a new heater (b*tch, b*tch), b*tch suckin' good on the di*k (Ok)
I put a ounce of kush through my lips (Ok)
I come through, come through in this b*tch (b*tch-b*tch-b*tch)
I come through runnin' through all these b*tches (Yeah)
Pull up, put bullets through all these b*tches (Yeah)
I'ma go doot-doot-doot at these b*tches (Yeah)
I'ma go put a boot in these b*tches (Yeah, b*tch)
I'ma go run through all these c*nts too 'cause my blunt too thick with the thickness (b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)
I'ma go doot-doot-doot with my blicky (Yeah)
n*ggas say what they do, that's how I figured (Uh)
b*tch went, beep-beep-beep-beep-beep and now I gotta steal (Real trap sh*t)
I got some guns stuffed in my Louis (Sheesh)
Got some drugs inside some cushions
I can't chill with these lil' pus*y ass n*ggas 'cause these n*ggas too pus*y (b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, yeah)
Suck my di*k well, b*tch what you doin'?
b*tch, she bad, you know I had to flew it
[Chorus]
Up stuck
I got dope, all the above
I'm with your b*tch, that b*tch shake ass
I got like ten hoes on my nuts
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Birds inside the cup
I told that b*tch to give me head because I really can't give a f*ck
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