Leave It Up lyrics

by

YSN Flow



[Intro: YSN Marlo & YSN Flow]
Ah, yeah, yeah
I made it and n*ggas said it was luck
n*ggas said it was luck
Yeah
Said it was luck
Ayy, turn me up, Marlo
I ain't finna beef with a n*gga
No, no, uh, uh
(Spazzin' out, Pluto, spazzin' out, Pluto)

[Chorus: YSN Marlo]
Uh, uh, look
I made it and these n*ggas said it was luck (b*tch)
Remember 'em days we were stuck in the trenches (Stuck in the trenches)
Now we gettin' money, we runnin' up (We runnin' up)
Pull up in that Bentley for days on the bus (For days on the bus)
Pack in our van, with a woop full of Runtz (No cap)
I ain't finna beef with a n*gga
I need me a check, if you push it, I'm leavin' it up (b*tch ass n*gga)

[Verse 1: YSN Marlo]
f*ck, they keep hatin', I need me a answer (I need me a answer)
They need to see me, put me on a banner
I'm just a youngin', they hate on Young Marlo (They hate on Young Marlo)
Been on the stage, need to chat like I'm Lennord
Pop out if she know who I am, so I'm in her (I'm in her)
Lately been hungry like I ain't eat dinner (Like I ain't eat dinner)
He's full of cattles with some Glocks in his Sprinter (Glocks in his Sprinter)
I'm cold in the summer, these VVS like winter
I'ma just run at his block
That n*gga, he's pus*y, he texting, I'm sending some shots (I'm sending some shots)
He think he hard, but he not (He not)
You claim you duck, how the f*ck you be talkin' to cops?
He talk out his top, then we shot at his top (Shot at his top)
I ain't f*ckin' with critics, they all on my c*ck
Can't go back to the kitchen, was wippin' 'em pots
I was trappin' in school, put the weed in my sock
[Chorus: YSN Marlo & YSN Flow]
Uh, uh, look
I made it and these n*ggas said it was luck
Remember 'em days we were stuck in the trenches (Stuck in the trenches)
Now we gettin' money, we runnin' up (We runnin' up)
Pull up in that Bentley for days on the bus (For days on the bus)
Pack in our van, with a woop full of Runtz (No cap, uh)
I ain't finna beef with a n*gga
I need me a check, if you push it, I'm leavin' it up (Uh, lil' Flow)

[Verse 2: YSN Flow]
I ain't finna beef, got this TEC on my waist
On the block, I rock out with my c*ck out (c*ck out)
I got one in the head like a brain
Bodies drop every time one of my young n*ggas pop out (My young n*ggas pop out)
I got snow bunnies all in my traphouse (My trap)
b*tch, you nut on my traphouse, then tapped out (Then tapped)
All my n*ggas be movin' the packs out (The packs)
Police watching, let's drop off the map now (Let's drop)
If you take a hit of my blunt, bet you pass out (On God)
If I pop me a Xan', I might flash out (On God)
When I hop in that scat, I might crash out (Skrrt)
We was broke, f*ck the diner, we dashed out (We did it)
Now young Marlo, we paid, you rockin' Fendi and I rockin' Davinci
I know that these hoes wanna f*ck 'cause of our name (Our name)
Remember 'em b*tches was being so stingy
You a pus*y, I guess all that money didn't change sh*t
Don't see why, b*tch, I'm still on the same sh*t
I ain't ever gon' f*ck with a lame b*tch (Hell no)
Light skin, I been f*ckin' the same b*tch (On God)
Never broken, I ball like the NBA (The NBA)
I ignore all the hate and the envy, ayy (The envy, ayy)
Coutin' thousands, remember my penny days (Remember my penny days)
Now my pockets be comin' a thickie way, yeah, yeah (Thickie way)
[Chorus: YSN Marlo]
Uh, uh, look
I made it and these n*ggas said it was luck
Remember 'em days we were stuck in the trenches (Stuck in the trenches)
Now we gettin' money, we runnin' up (We runnin' up)
Pull up in that Bentley for days on the bus (For days on the bus)
Pack in our van, with a woop full of Runtz (No cap)
I ain't finna beef with a n*gga
I need me a check, if you push it, I'm leavin' it up (Let's go)
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