B’s Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Kyyngg]
Now they booking me for features
n*ggas done turned to some leeches, ooh
Code told me, "Pay 'em no mind
They ain't nothing but some demons," yeah
All of my n*ggas gon' get it
All of my n*ggas authentic, ooh
I just might square up at Lenox
I just might pull up at Beni's, yeah
Momma told me don't be sitting on my ass
So I had to go get it
I'm sipping codeine and I double right back
And go get me some Ritalin
All of my young n*ggas with it
All of my young n*ggas get it
All of them b*tches go with it
All of them b*tches so weeded, yeah, oh
I go so brazy
Got the OG gas blunts
Blunts locked up in the safe
[?]
I go insane
Up in my brain
I'm insane, yeah

[Hook: Kyyngg]
Okay, I walk inside this b*tch and throw my B's up, yeah
A young n*gga, get more ass than the bleachers, yeah
Okay, these hollows hot and ready like Little Caesars, ha ha
Money rising like the prices of my feature, yeah
[Verse 2: Prynce]
Pull up and let it go
Raw G the gang and I'm 'bout to let 'em know
Kyyngg tell me, "Wet 'em up"
Pop the clip in, a new FN needed to shut 'em up
I'm fresh as a peppermint
The b*tches be watching as soon as I'm steppin' in
Better watch where you steppin' at
This new Gucci belt, that where the weapon at
I ain't got no time for these b*tches
I don't pay no mind to these b*tches, no, no
And my clip, it be long as a ruler
Run up on me, I'ma do ya, ooh
Maison Margielas, I still wear that, we walkin'
Glock in my pocket, you start trippin', I pop it, huh
Thinking 'bout this money, man, I want it all
Man, we the gang, free the gang, man

[Hook: Kyyngg]
Okay, I walk inside this b*tch and throw my B's up, yeah
A young n*gga, get more ass than the bleachers, yeah
Okay, these hollows hot and ready like Little Caesars, ha ha
Money rising like the prices of my feature, yeah
Okay, I walk inside this b*tch and throw my B's up
A young n*gga, get more ass than the bleachers
Okay, these hollows hot and ready like Little Caesars, ha ha
Money rising like the prices of my feature, yeah