It’s Up (ft. Peso & Swervx) lyrics

[Intro: CHII WVTTZ]
Yozora
Grah, Grah, Boom
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Grah, Grah
Grah, Grah, Boom

[Chorus: CHII WVTTZ]
Outside tryna catch me a cuatro
Shorty a thotty, I’m feelin’ the bop though (Grrr, Baow)
And Rah got hit in his taco, dumb lil b*tch got hit in her taco (Gang, gang, gang)
We gon’ spin, and them hollows gon’ rip up his chin (Gang, gang, gang)
Big DOA, I might dump on ya mans
We get to boomin', sh*t sound like a band (Grrr, Gang, gang, gang)
And then n*ggas ain’t tippin’ no bands
I cannot fold with the chop in my hand (Grrr)
Caught him lacking, he Ricky, he ran
n*gga, I got me a chop, I don’t dance (Baow)
See an opp, I’ma aim for his mans
Why would i run if my gun don't jam? (Baow, baow)
Pop a perc, take a trip to the land
Them n*ggas pus*y, they never gon blam (Never gon' blam)

[Verse 1: Peso]
I cannot pack, b*tch I keep me a weapon
I ain’t goin out, this is an FN
And I swear to God, that my chop is my best friend
And if I see an opp, I’ma stretch him
If I call up Dayday, he shuttin’ sh*t down (Uh-huh)
Stop the show, it’s gonna end with a bow
Flee off the scene, I ain’t takin a bow (Bow)
Call up Swervo, he comin’ right now
And I swear to God, I’ll never tell
Made ya baby moms open up a Wells, she wanna get it on, I’m like, “Oh well”
b*tch, I keep a chop under my belt
And if I call up C, he get smoked like a looseleaf
Ice on my necklace, feel like I'm Gucci (Baow)
If it's a thot, she afan, she a groupie (Baow, baow)
If I see an opp, I'ma roll up, no sushi (Grah, Grah, Boom, like)
[Verse 2: Swervo Flocca]
Off a yerkie, now I'm ready to clap (Baow)
If he f*ck with the opps, then you know I can't dap em' (Baow, baow, baow)
If I up, just know I'ma tap em' (Like what?)
Don't do the bluffin', you know I'ma blast it (Baow, baow, baow)
Nesty need stop it, n*ggas had you with your knees tucked (pus*y)
Up with the chop, bet that n*gga gon' freeze (YGK)
A n*gga tried to run but got hit with the V (Like what?)
Like n*ggas coulda put you in a spleef (Baow, baow, baow)
Like enough is enough, mention JayRip then I'm shootin' sh*t up
Don't try to trip, keep CHII in the cut
If I pass him the knocks then he sendin you up (Baow, baow, baow)
And that's word to my mother, lost JB, I ain't losin' another
Rah got clapped go put him on ya cover (Baow)
Keep mentioning bro, I'ma come for your brother (pus*y)
Like what, I'ma come for your brother
Like, and that's word to my mother
Keep no remorse in the spot, I'ma flock at ya mother

[Chorus: CHII WVTTZ]
Outside tryna catch me a cuatro
Shorty a thotty, I’m feelin’ the bop though (Grrr, Baow)
And Rah got hit in his taco, dumb lil b*tch got hit in her taco (Gang, gang, gang)
We gon’ spin, and them hollows gon’ rip up his chin (Gang, gang, gang)
Big DOA, I might dump on ya mans
We get to boomin', sh*t sound like a band (Grrr, Gang, gang, gang)
And then n*ggas ain’t tippin’ no bands
I cannot fold with the chop in my hand (Grrr)
Caught him lacking, he Ricky, he ran
n*gga, I got me a chop, I don’t dance (Baow)
See an opp, I’ma aim for his mans
Why would i run if my gun don't jam? (Baow, baow)
Pop a perc, take a trip to the land
Them n*ggas pus*y, they never gon blam (Never gon' blam)