lirik lagu cp (@justcp_) – its up
aye
d~mn
(hook, cp)
you was flashin’ all yo chains and watches, got them b~tches took
i just f~cked this b~tch right off the rip cause she like how i look
you a b~tch, you sittin alone, you do yo pipe up in a bush
b~tch, keep on dissin’ that’s that sh~t that gone get dude cooked
he ain’t safe in the party cause we got a .308 for the n~gga (bow)
park this b~tch on the roof, ill get out the car and wait for the n~gga (skrt)
i really used to be broke, i used to go half on an eighth with a n~gga (on god)
he wanna diss on the dead, put him in a l, we facin’ n~ggas (facin’)
sent yo lil b~tch home up in her lyft, she knew her time was up
i’m in all white fazo’s and these b~tches bet’ not catch a scuff
his b~tch all on my d~ck and in my mentions, think she tryna f~ck
n~ggas broke as h~ll and still be wolfin’ it ain’t addin’ up
(verse, dcg bsavv)
uh, okay
i walk in this b~tch, look for the bread then we gon’ tie ’em up
uh, i step in this b~tch with all my jewelry, n~gga add me up
i brought my clippers just to line ’em up
i hit from the back, she say she had enough
you a b~tch, them n~ggas called yo bluff
footers look 10, these n~ggas’ll size you up
uh, i put wok inside my cup
i want that b~tch, she say she cuffed
i roll woods so please don’t pass the dutch
yo ass gone die, don’t let them gas you up
uh, my lil b~tch, she bad as f~ck
we flew to florida, tummy tuck’s
you don’t act right, the next b~tch runner up
shoot at the crowd if they try to come for us
(verse, dcg shun)
i shower cold, i feel like the goat today (i did)
i freestyle i ain’t even wrote today (uh, yuh)
i’m back in the trenches, i’m givin’ out hope today (okay)
this beat too bad, b~tch it got a gun case (yea)
he got clapped, we hit face
n~ggas die everyday, mitch way
i got my gun when i hit stage (yea)
used to be broke now i’m big paid (i’m paid)
i’m still gone shine, f~ck his shade (okay)
we ride on n~ggas like bentayga
and you know i’m lookin’ at that chain (oh yuh)
i’m really a k!lla, i don’t play no games
i’m one of them n~ggas, i feel like oj
she heard “no bap” she thought it was okay
so you want ’em dead? i’m rockin’ what bro say
this b~tch thick, she thicker than old bae
you not a k!lla you don’t got no say
that p~ssy buck, i’m talkin bout boulé
(hook, cp)
you was flashin’ all yo chains and watches, got them b~tches took
i just f~cked this b~tch right off the rip cause she like how i look
you a b~tch, you sittin alone, you do yo pipe up in a bush
b~tch, keep on dissin’ that’s that sh~t that gone get dude cooked
he ain’t safe in the party cause we got a .308 for the n~gga (bow)
park this b~tch on the roof, ill get out the car and wait for the n~gga (skrt)
i really used to be broke, i used to go half on an eighth with a n~gga (on god)
he wanna diss on the dead, put him in a l, we facin’ n~ggas (facin’)
sent yo lil b~tch home up in her lyft, she knew her time was up
i’m in all white fazo’s and these b~tches bet’ not catch a scuff
his b~tch all on my d~ck and in my mentions, think she tryna f~ck
n~ggas broke as h~ll and still be wolfin’ it ain’t addin’ up
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