Up The Street

Aye, come over real quick, let me holler at you real quick

Uh uh

Man fuck all that talking, my **** let's link

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Drop your location, my **** let's meet

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Smoke I want all of that, bitch where the beef?

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Ain't tryna drop by, I'ma hop out on feet

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Stop making songs, get off that phone

Bring your ass on, it's been too long

I got a hunnid round drum on that K

I shoot at ****, I don't shoot at homes

Why that boy hating? 'Cause that **** pussy

Send me a stepper, don't send me no rookie

You hoe **** lucky that I'm good at rapping

'Cause I would've been came and seen 'bout that capping

'Cause I would've been came and seen 'bout that action

If that's how he feel he gon' stand on it

I'm upping as soon as my hand on it

This bitch a guitar, I'ma jam on it

Shoot up his car and then stand on it

Come bring your hoe-ass outside

My **** know I'ma ride

If I say it’s a go they gone slide

Man fuck all that talking, my **** let's link

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Drop your location, my **** let's meet

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Smoke I want all of that, bitch where the beef?

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Ain't tryna drop by, I'ma hop out on feet

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your ass on bitch I'm waiting

Matter fact bitch I'm getting impatient

I make your ass do the race

Chase your ass down like I'm Jason

I done got tired of your bitch ass

I put that rod on your bitch ass

I heard you was giving out smoke

Well I'ma get high on your bitch ass

I swear to God I'ma on his ass

As soon as you see me it's up

Why you think you ain't see me get touched

'Cause these **** ain't really with that

My **** can't wait to fix that

We come kick the door at your kickback

Shoot at you and your bros 'til it click-clack

Then go fuck on your hoe for some get-back

Man fuck all that talking, my **** let's link

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Drop your location, my **** let's meet

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Smoke I want all of that, bitch where the beef?

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Ain't tryna drop by, I'ma hop out on feet

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street

Bring your bitch ass up the street