It’s Up (feat. FOB Pook, 6kFly) lyrics

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C5


[Intro: Solo Margiela]
Aye, you f*ck n*ggas aye
Aye
Gcode watch this

[Hook: Solo Margiela]
We ain't looking for beef if you want it, it’s up
Don't be the reason yo' sh*t get shot up
City wildin’ youngins dont give a f*ck
You ain't got iron then you sh*t outta luck
Please don't get it confused
We ain't got nun to prove
My dawg done lost his brother
So he ain't got nun to lose

[Verse 1: Solo Margiela]
TJ my motherf*ckin' brother
We ain't had sh*t we had each other
n*gga that's damn near my blood brother
His mama like my mother
FOB them my mud brothers all of ‘em some hustlers
If any n*gga want war wit’ us tell them n*ggas it ain’t nun, it's up
They ain’t talkin' bout nun they ain't talkin' bout sh*t
Them n*ggas be flawgin’ bout hittin' them licks
I'm rappin' bout sh*t that I really done did
You ain't no gangster yo' image don't fit
Claim you a soulja, n*gga that's a lie
How the f*ck is you gangbangin' with no fie
That's like the quickest way that you can die
These n*ggas just sittin' around gettin' high

[Hook: Solo Margiela]
We ain't looking for beef if you want it, it's up
Don't be the reason yo' sh*t get shot up
City wildin' youngins dont give a f*ck
You ain't got iron then you sh*t outta luck
Please don't get it confused
We ain't got nun to prove
My dawg done lost his brother
So he ain't got nun to lose

[Verse 2: F.O.B Pook]
My dawg done lost his brother
My dawg done lost his mother
So if a n*gga hating, then it's motherf*ck ya
We got that chopper, run up close, you get a upper cutter
And we off that f*ckin' sticky
This that peanut butter
With no jelly, cvv for the telly
n*ggas trapped in that closet, feelin' like i'm R. Kelly
Singin' on the beat got me feelin' like I'm nelly
She got on them pink draws so I know she got a wedgie

[Hook: Solo Margiela]
We ain't looking for beef if you want it, it's up
Don't be the reason yo' sh*t get shot up
City wildin' youngins dont give a f*ck
You ain't got iron then you sh*t outta luck
Please don't get it confused
We ain't got nun to prove
My dawg done lost his brother
So he ain't got nun to lose

[Verse 3: 6kFly]
b*tch n*gga wanna be gang gang gang
Wanna hang wit' a n*gga like me
Real n*gga bloodline, you can check the IV
Give a f*ck how you feel, you ain't gotta like me
Run through that pack on the daily
This trap sh*t go crazy
I done seen n*ggas flip pack go crazy
Rope chains on like a n*gga from the 80's
Nah b*tch I can't have yo' baby

[Hook: Solo Margiela]
We ain't looking for beef if you want it, it's up
Don't be the reason yo' sh*t get shot up
City wildin' youngins dont give a f*ck
You ain't got iron then you sh*t outta luck
Please don't get it confused
We ain't got nun to prove
My dawg done lost his brother
So he ain't got nun to lose

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