Up lyrics

[Chorus]
Don't be up, you don't be up, n*gga
You don't be up, you don't be up, n*gga
I be up, I'm so up, lil n*gga
And I'm smokin' on this 'Wood, ion wanna hit your Swisher
And I'm drinkin' on this lean, ion want none of you liqour
And your b*tch wanna f*ck me 'cause she heard that I'm that n*gga
And my jeans and these Balmain's hold hundreds, n*gga
Ballout as fat as a Chicago belt, but I ain't gon' fumble, n*gga

[Verse]
Motor runnin', you should hear me before you see me comin', n*gga
Diamonds dancing on my neck, so you know I got them figuers
Ballout is a boss, you know how I'm comin', n*gga
I got so much money in my crib, you know I'm stuntin', n*gga
Ballout birdman, you know I got that money, n*gga
In my crib I got trash bags full of gunja, n*gga
Got it for the low and I still be frontin' n*ggas
I gotta do whatever it take to get this money, n*gga
Ain't dropped in a minute, but you know I'm comin', n*gga
Independent on no rap to trap, doing numbers, n*gga
Ballout wherе you been? Going dumb, bonkers, n*gga
Got a Glo pad in the Valley and it smеll like Funyuns, n*gga

[Chorus]
Don't be up, you don't be up, n*gga
You don't be up, you don't be up, n*gga
I be up, I'm so up, lil n*gga
And I'm smokin' on this 'Wood, ion wanna hit your Swisher
And I'm drinkin' on this lean, ion want none of you liqour
And your b*tch wanna f*ck me 'cause she heard that I'm that n*gga
And my jeans and these Balmain's hold hundreds, n*gga
Ballout as fat as a Chicago belt, but I ain't gon' fumble, n*gga