Lyrics:
tryna get come-ups (come-ups)
This a good week, I've been stackin' up M's
And I'm snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that nigga
feel like I'm Ma$e
Your bitch with me but she got leave by 8
'Cause you know Lil Uzi do not walk with no cape
Don't got no Bape but my niggas, they
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Show up at yo' house, tell them
the face of the movement
Put my face on a shirt just for Rob's amusement
Gonna pull up to practice and act like a dick
Don't matter nobody can stop my flick
(workin'?)
They told him to stop but he's not (can't?)
I'm still sellin' dope by the spot
Young nigga fly like propellers
Young nigga stackin' up
These niggas be fake, gotta watch them
I'm hot, so I know they plottin'
Go broke, have lil' bro rob them
That Nina my problem solver
Man down, no
Don't be thinkin' shit sweet when you pull up on my block
Took the jewelry to the plaza, turned the jewels to some guap
I could teach you how to rob, I
Yea yea
Don Billiono Mos Wanted La Familia
What’s stackin’ my nigga,
Nothing but money, I’m macking my nigga
What’s stackin’ my nigga,
Nothing
since a lil' Jit
I been tryna get a big bag
Scammin' on these boys
Rob em'
They don't get they shit back
If they fuck round
With the cash flow
Snap em'
Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole
Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go
They call me young Quavo throw
Young Quavo throw
We get ignorant in
became a fame
I cannot see my brains layin
On the ground
I keep my 9 on my waistline
Chop 'em down
Picks up the shells could leave no evidence around
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
need a cape (cape)
Lil' mama's head supreme (straight up)
But I'm still rockin' this Bape (on God)
All I know is two guns, nigga
If you a plate, you
shells/
And that's no Folktale/
Take straight drop- turn it into guap
24 on the clock- stackin' up this knot
Ask about me, move rocks like slang-shots
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
[Lil' Rob]
Hey Wuz Up, Lil' Rob and Shadow The Mayhem Click
Comin' at you once again, let the Mayhem begin
[Mr. Shadow]
Que Hubole 2-0-3 otravez en
became a fame
I cannot see my brains layin
On the ground
I keep my 9 on my waistline
Chop 'em down
Picks up the shells to leave no evidence around
and,
to push me up, standin' by my side
Point out my potential, baby girl be influential
Let us teach each other and let the work be confidential
I build you up
shoot that block
Up that you be on
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom)
You was playin' games, I
Was in that kitchen, kilos
(Ah, whippin'
She just wanna lil coca
She'll do it for the coca
Lil mama go loca
She just want some coca
She'll do a whole ocha
And when she done im gettin boca
Me N' Bro!
We gonna pull up way too hard
Pull up on us
Pull up on lil' go, yeah
Me N' Bro!
Finna' pull up to the store
And rob that lil bro-oh!
I
[Lil' Rob]
Hey Wuz Up, Lil' Rob and Shadow The Mayhem Click
Comin' at you once again, let the Mayhem begin
[Mr. Shadow]
Que Hubole 2-0-3 otravez en
I want in my guns
Fold up lil' crew 'cause both a real loose screwy (I am)
Fuck the opps, sit back and roll their homies out the QT
I been
Niggas worried 'bout a bitch
I'm worried 'bout stackin' change
I'd probably rob him but I don't
Even want that fuckin' chain
I wake up every morning
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