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Rockstar Jt - Getcha' Weight Up Ft. Big Yae, CBM Muley & Cet Dollar (Prod. CLVSSIC)
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rockstar Jt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaterrius Trevon Johnson
Songwriter
Corvoursier Cleveland
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Pull up on the block and I'm lit (Ayy)
Got em' looking real sick (Yah)
Throw it up, won't miss (Ayy)
It's a home run hit (Yah)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
[Verse 2]
Oh my God! He the best (Yah)
Outburst like Tourette's (Ayy)
I don't even gotta stress (Yah)
Keep it trill, nothing less (Ayy)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
[Verse 3]
Shake my hand at the show (Yeah)
But you're hating on the low (Woo!)
Heard you like the way I flow (Yeah, yeah)
Got it streaming like a O- (-cean)
Working on these rhymes
On the clock, never waste time
On the ladder and I gotta climb
To the top 'cause the case mine
[Verse 4]
Feet up in the trap
I don't even wanna rap
Put my city on the map
In the church, doing laps
[Verse 5]
Whipping' and flippin' and throwing up fours
Banging the works and cooking on the stove
You thinking you 'bout it, they kick in the doors
Leaving you dripping like the water hose (Yeah)
Body drop if you keep running your mouth
From Montgomery, Alabama, we ain't never seen a drought
You can drop, 'cause we up right now
And we living for a purpose till we float up to the clouds, ayy
[Verse 6]
Pull up on the block and I'm lit (Ayy)
Got em' looking real sick (Yah)
Throw it up, won't miss (Ayy)
It's a home run hit (Yah)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
[Verse 7]
Oh my God! He the best (Yah)
Outburst like Tourette's (Ayy)
I don't even gotta stress (Yah)
Keep it trill, nothing less (Ayy)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
[Verse 8]
Never thought I'd be here on a classic beat
But I ain't got no limit, no Master P
I'm 'bout to kill the beat, another casualty
Yep, it's 'bout to be another tragedy
And then I'm gonna walk out casually
Dazzling like this is actually happening
Don't miss this masterpiece, it has to be ecliptic
You don't see it? Then put it on your wish list
We gon' ride out for the winter
I call up my friend and we go out to dinner
I think I should date her 'cause that'd be a win
And they wish that I would, I'm not talking bout splinters
Nah
But I gotta stack up the plates (Go bigger)
Then I'm gon' be bouncing away (No Tigger)
And Jt would want to put me on a song that got something to do with some weight
(Go figure)
I do this to show you my God (Ayy)
That's why I go hard for the Lord (Yah)
Your sodium levels be high (Ayy)
You need to cool it with the salt (Yah)
I'm losing some weight in a minute (Ayy)
And you can believe it or not (Yah)
But I don't keep none of the glory for myself
I give all the glory to God, yah (Yah, yah)
[Verse 9]
Pull up on the block and I'm lit (Ayy)
Got em' looking real sick (Yah)
Throw it up, won't miss (Ayy)
It's a home run hit (Yah)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
[Verse 10]
Oh my God! He the best (Yah)
Outburst like Tourette's (Ayy)
I don't even gotta stress (Yah)
Keep it trill, nothing less (Ayy)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
[Verse 11]
Ayy, get ya weight up (Weight up)
I'm known for getting that paper (That paper)
Got blessed me with a talent, so you know I have to thank Him (Thank the Lord)
He was helpin' me when I ain't had nobody else to help
I was all by myself (Myself)
Standing tall by myself (Myself)
Then I thought about it one day, "Man, it's time to give it up
The street life ain't gon' get you nothing, man, it's time to wisen up"
Jt, he been my bro since we were young, comin' up
See, I was dumb comin' up
Had to get a gun comin' up
It wasn't fun comin' up
Seein' killings every day
Had to stay up out the way
God'll call ya any day
So you gotta be ready when you hit the Heaven gates (I swear)
And this song, man, it lit (It lit)
Jt, boy, I swear you lit, Muley (It lit)
[Verse 12]
Pull up on the block and I'm lit (Ayy)
Got em' looking real sick (Yah)
Throw it up, won't miss (Ayy)
It's a home run hit (Yah)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
[Verse 13]
Oh my God! He the best (Yah)
Outburst like Tourette's (Ayy)
I don't even gotta stress (Yah)
Keep it trill, nothing less (Ayy)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up (Cet Dollar, baby)
Get ya weight up
[Verse 14]
I can't stop gettin' the cake, and that's why I can't keep my weight off (For real)
I'm always working late, I know one day it's gon' pay off (Pay off)
For real, for real, ball for ball, my competition way off (Way off)
Know I got that fire, don't get fired on your day off (Ayy)
Tryna pull up on some on some offsets with a girl and Jose Cuervo (Get it?)
Kick it with my migos on Coronas 'fore I takeoff (You get it?)
Tryna put in overtime, ain't got no days or time to take off (Nuh uh)
Can't have nobody weigh me down, some folks I've got to shake off
All I want is the money and I chase some of the fame
It's gon' be hard not to know me, get my name put on a chain
Church boy charm for my whole gang
Church boys is what I claim
On the verge like me for twenty-three, we gon' charge you the same
[Verse 15]
Pull up on the block and I'm lit (Ayy)
Got em' looking real sick (Yah)
Throw it up, won't miss (Ayy)
It's a home run hit (Yah)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
[Verse 16]
Oh my God! He the best (Yah)
Outburst like Tourette's (Ayy)
I don't even gotta stress (Yah)
Keep it trill, nothing less (Ayy)
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Get ya weight up
Written by: Corvoursier Cleveland, Jaterrius Trevon Johnson
