Up To Something
Metro Boomin
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Ayy Drank, takin' a sip of that Act (blow it) Flood all my bitches 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' bitch 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 Pussy nigga, they some rats (what?) He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch But all my bitches they brats Pop a lil' perky, relax (turn up, turn up) These niggas up to somethin' (hmm, ayy) She need to f*ck or somethin' (she need to f*ck or somethin') I'ma wake up for somethin' I fell in love with nothin' (yeah) Bitches, they do it for me Stuck on me, gluin' somethin' (yeah) Patrick Swayze, Swayze, Swayze save me All my bitches get it, never lazy All my pockets full like they pregnant Y'all niggas still hatin' Dice in the middle I'ma shoot it with precise in the building F*ck that bitch 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 bitches 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 niggas up to somethin' (hmm, ayy) These niggas fucked it up, shh (ayy) Drank, takin' a sip of that Act (blow it) Flood all my bitches 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' bitch 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 Pussy nigga, they some rats (what?) He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch But all my bitches they brats Pop a lil' perky, relax (turn up, turn up) These niggas up to somethin' (hmm, hell yeah, ayy) She need to f*ck or somethin'
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Written by: Leland Tyler Wayne, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Jacques Webster, Allen Ritter, Josh Luellen
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