Up To Something

作曲 : Luellen, Joshua / Williams, Jeffery Lamar

Ayy

Drank, takin' a sip of that Act (Blow it)

Flood all my b*****s in that (That way)

I'm in the projects without Pat (Ayy)

My jewelry leave 'em blind like bats (Bling)

Diamonds for her in the back (Blaow)

Hit that lil' ***** from the back (She stacked)

Ask me like how I do that? (What?)

Pop a lil' xan and relax (Yeah)

About my racks, you get whacked (Pew pew pew pew)

If he got racks, he get taxed

Five, four, three, two, one, attack (Go)

Dead, tell all my whoadies hit that

***** *****, they some rats (What?)

He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch

But all my b*****s they brats

Pop a lil' perky, relax (Turn up, turn up)

These ****** up to somethin' (Hmm, ayy)

She need to suck or somethin' (She need to **** or somethin')

I'ma wake up for somethin'

I fell in love with nothin' (Yeah)

B*****s, they do it for me

Stuck on me, gluin' somethin' (Yeah)

Patrick Swazey, Swazey, Swazey, save me

All my b*****s get it, never lazy

All my pockets full like they pregnant

Y'all ****** still hatin'

Dice in the middle

I'ma shoot it with precise in the building

**** that ***** because she likin' my riddles (Ayy)

White on her head, I got lice and I'm buildin' (Ayy)

Lil' mama ready, she Tyson, go get her (Whoa)

I can't complain, I got ice in my bezel (Ayy)

I'm not racist, I got white in my Bentley (Hey)

Caught a rabbit, it was ice all up in it (Ayy)

Hell yeah (Yeah yeah)

Call me mister mister Porsche (Yeah)

Pockets swole with no abortion (Yeah)

I sleep soft, I'm never snorin' (Yeah)

Talk to b*****s when I'm borin' (Yeah)

Your money little like a Yorkie

I open your head up with a forty (Bap)

I think I'm gettin' back to the old me

Yeah, I'm gettin' back to the old me

These ****** up to somethin' (Hmm, ayy)

These ****** ****ed it up, shh (Ayy)

Drank, takin' a sip of that Act (Blow it)

Flood all my b*****s in that (That way)

I'm in the projects without Pat (Ayy)

My jewelry leave 'em blind like bats (Bling)

Diamonds for her in the back (Blaow)

Hit that lil' ***** from the back (She stacked)

Ask me like how I do that? (What?)

Pop a lil' xan and relax (Yeah)

About my racks, you get whacked (Pew pew pew pew)

If he got racks, he get taxed

Five, four, three, two, one, attack (Go)

Dead, tell all my whoadies hit that

***** *****, they some rats (What?)

He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch

But all my b*****s they brats

Pop a lil' perky, relax (Turn up, turn up)

These ****** up to somethin' (Hmm, Hell yeah, ayy)

She need to suck or somethin'

[00:01.000] 作曲 : Luellen, Joshua / Williams, Jeffery Lamar

[00:14.87]Ayy

[00:16.45]Drank, takin' a sip of that Act (Blow it)

[00:19.27]Flood all my b*****s in that (That way)

[00:21.32]I'm in the projects without Pat (Ayy)

[00:23.31]My jewelry leave 'em blind like bats (Bling)

[00:25.43]Diamonds for her in the back (Blaow)

[00:27.50]Hit that lil' ***** from the back (She stacked)

[00:29.71]Ask me like how I do that? (What?)

[00:31.67]Pop a lil' xan and relax (Yeah)

[00:33.95]About my racks, you get whacked (Pew pew pew pew)

[00:36.36]If he got racks, he get taxed

[00:37.96]Five, four, three, two, one, attack (Go)

[00:40.12]Dead, tell all my whoadies hit that

[00:42.00]***** *****, they some rats (What?)

[00:44.31]He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch

[00:46.39]But all my b*****s they brats

[00:48.18]Pop a lil' perky, relax (Turn up, turn up)

[00:53.72]These ****** up to somethin' (Hmm, ayy)

[01:02.32]She need to suck or somethin' (She need to **** or somethin')

[01:06.57]I'ma wake up for somethin'

[01:08.85]I fell in love with nothin' (Yeah)

[01:10.85]B*****s, they do it for me

[01:12.92]Stuck on me, gluin' somethin' (Yeah)

[01:15.57]Patrick Swazey, Swazey, Swazey, save me

[01:17.65]All my b*****s get it, never lazy

[01:19.98]All my pockets full like they pregnant

[01:22.28]Y'all ****** still hatin'

[01:24.07]Dice in the middle

[01:24.93]I'ma shoot it with precise in the building

[01:27.05]**** that ***** because she likin' my riddles (Ayy)

[01:29.29]White on her head, I got lice and I'm buildin' (Ayy)

[01:31.39]Lil' mama ready, she Tyson, go get her (Whoa)

[01:33.48]I can't complain, I got ice in my bezel (Ayy)

[01:35.47]I'm not racist, I got white in my Bentley (Hey)

[01:37.62]Caught a rabbit, it was ice all up in it (Ayy)

[01:39.93]Hell yeah (Yeah yeah)

[01:41.69]Call me mister mister Porsche (Yeah)

[01:43.43]Pockets swole with no abortion (Yeah)

[01:45.42]I sleep soft, I'm never snorin' (Yeah)

[01:47.35]Talk to b*****s when I'm borin' (Yeah)

[01:49.54]Your money little like a Yorkie

[01:51.54]I open your head up with a forty (Bap)

[01:53.79]I think I'm gettin' back to the old me

[01:55.76]Yeah, I'm gettin' back to the old me

[02:00.83]These ****** up to somethin' (Hmm, ayy)

[02:09.84]These ****** ****ed it up, shh (Ayy)

[02:14.36]Drank, takin' a sip of that Act (Blow it)

[02:17.12]Flood all my b*****s in that (That way)

[02:19.15]I'm in the projects without Pat (Ayy)

[02:21.15]My jewelry leave 'em blind like bats (Bling)

[02:23.31]Diamonds for her in the back (Blaow)

[02:25.27]Hit that lil' ***** from the back (She stacked)

[02:27.56]Ask me like how I do that? (What?)

[02:29.56]Pop a lil' xan and relax (Yeah)

[02:31.71]About my racks, you get whacked (Pew pew pew pew)

[02:34.31]If he got racks, he get taxed

[02:35.79]Five, four, three, two, one, attack (Go)

[02:38.03]Dead, tell all my whoadies hit that

[02:39.88]***** *****, they some rats (What?)

[02:42.20]He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch

[02:44.29]But all my b*****s they brats

[02:46.02]Pop a lil' perky, relax (Turn up, turn up)

[02:51.65]These ****** up to somethin' (Hmm, Hell yeah, ayy)

[03:00.03]She need to suck or somethin'