Up It lyrics
by GMO Stax
[Intro]
(Drip)
(Turn me up, Trad)
[Verse 1: GMO Stax]
You don't blow that b*tch, don't up it (Don't up it)
Me and my n*ggas, we uppin' (Uppin')
Me and my n*ggas, we clutchin' (Clutchin')
Dodgin' death like it's nothin'
You and your n*ggas keep gettin' killed, y'all still ain't went and slid yet
Ask the opps, them n*ggas know, every time they came, we slid back
Thirty, fifty, sixties, and hundreds
'Bout five hundred in this striker, n*ggas know they ass in trouble
Certified tweaker, text the opps and tell 'em that I'm comin' (On my way)
Or pop out like, "Surprise," have 'em like, "Who put pressure on us?"
f*ck some homework, I'm tryna pop out and go stretch somethin', who got a check on 'em?
Pay me half right now and he won't live to see the next morning
[Interlude: PGF Nuk]
Go, go, he won't see the next morning
It's Nuk, go, go
[Verse 2: PGF Nuk]
n*ggas scared when they see us, uh, they know that we kill sh*t
We do real sh*t, even with that gun, boy, you still b*tch
I just spent a hundred K, yeah, Nuk, I'm still rich
Yeah, he still sick, a lot of n*ggas ain't gon' feel this
Tie him up like a piece of paper, f*ckin' hater
For his liquor, he need chaser, I'm up like the elevator
See you later, b*tch (b*tch)
He ain't takin' sh*t (sh*t)
But this four-nick'
Glock came with a switch, all we do is blick
Real killers, I know real n*ggas, we don't play around
Real drillers, I know real hitters that'll lay you down
Scratch off 'cause she love the sound (Skrrt), this di*k a hundred thou'
She ain't got no money or no credit, gotta move around
We get blicks and ride around ('Round), b*tch, I'm from the town
Up this b*tch, they gettin' down (Gettin' down), Nuk be gettin' down
On the opps, yeah, yeah, on the opps
Nuk be slidin' nonstop, we not worried 'bout the opps
[Verse 3: GMO Stax]
We not worried 'bout the opps
f*ck the window, I'm gettin' out soon as we hit these n*ggas' block
Celebrate with double cups every time another n*gga drop
Bought a whip, can't even drive, bro, take the wheel when we go slide (Come on)
All you gotta do is slide, forever straight, you one of mine (Forever)
Can't see how n*ggas hit the booth and go and tell lies
Can't see how n*ggas miss when they let off a hundred shots
I let off like ten of 'em, that's another n*gga down
War time on frontline, we gon' see who gon' survive
All them times I could've died, thankin' God I'm still alive
Fourth of July, they let off fireworks, we let off chopper rounds
I could tell it in his eyes, he ain't with that get-down (Tell it in his eyes)
How the f*ck they lookin' for me when I'm always outside?
[Outro: GMO Stax]
n*ggas ain't lookin' for me, b*tch, I'm outside
GMO, what up, Nuk?
Yop, yop