Asian Doll, Tata, Jenn Carter, Miah kenzo, Kyle Richh - Up It lyrics

Ain't no duckin', nigga, when
I up it, nigga
I throw forty-one shots out this glue stick
(Glah-glah, boom)
I ain't playin', I swear
I'll brush a nigga
I start cleanin' shit up
With this broomstick
(Glah-glah, boom)
Watch them opp niggas start dissappearin'
(On bro)
Got a gun, now he thinkin' he scary
The only thing scary
Is that boy Amiris and this
Gun get to buggin'
His body is teared
Oh, he 41K? We send him to the gates
(Damn) , Jenny stay ready, on bro
She gon' blam him (Get that nigga)
Think he mendin', I stay with a hammer
(Glah) , he bleed like me, why the


Fuck would I fear him? (Glah, glah
Glah)
They think he a demon, on bro, he a bitch
(That nigga bitch) , mask on
I'ma hit him on camera (Ah)
And for Asian, I'm takin', get
Rich or die tryin'
Feel like 50 Cent
(Glah)

Asian Doll
What these bitches wanna play for?
(What? What?)
New opp, then we comin' through the backdoor
(Grrah, ow)
Fake niggas, leave a fuck, I am
Not yours, nigga want the addy
So I send it to his ex door
(Thottie)
I'm a pale ass bitch, I'ma
Move 'em out the way
Now these bitches are seasick
She just wanna be me
But these bitches ain't gon' squeeze shit
(Grrah)
Ran down, I'ma grin and I'ma eat shit
(Boom, boom) , bitch shit, treesh shit
Shawty make her teeth split (Ayy)
On the gang
I've been thuggin' with my east stick
Fifty round drum, she got hit with a big dick
(Boom, boom)
Talk to my nigga he come with a hit switch
Llama, send it to his noma, headshot that
They can't even recognise her
(Uh, uh)
I can't know nigga, my Rollie too
Timin', I pull up the .4
Which bitch gon' stop 'em bitch

Can't stop 'cause I shoot through the rain
(What?) , I be buggin', this shit
Not a game (It's Carter
Dickhead)
Like, zaza hurtin' my brain
(Glah) , he think he tough, he
Got hit in the face (Glah-glah
Boom)
No sneaker, feel like I'm laced
Shoot with a pencil
They makin' me race
(Glah-glah, boom)
Like, I'm ahead of the race
(Brrt) , bodies on bodies
Smoke 'em to the what? (Damn)
He think he tough, he got put in the semen
(What?) , on the net like he
Think he a demon (Glah-glah
Boom)
She like
"Why you be givin' his treatment"
(Everyone shot) , I pop out the
Cut and leavin' everyone bleedin'
(Glah-glah
Boom)
At the tables, you niggas not eatin'
(Grrt, grrt, baow) , niggas is dissin'
But they never meetin' (Grrt, grrt
Baow)
Like, glah, thottie, she fiendin', you
Say you on go
But your niggas caught bleedin'
(Dickhead)

Glah, top shotta, these niggas pussy
(Like, what? Like, what?) , off the
Penny she feelin' stupid (Glah, glah
Glah)
And shit really deep in the music
(Like, what? Like, damm) , beam on the
Blick, I be feelin' loosened (Glah, glah
Glah)
Feelin' like Tommy the way that I move
(Like, damn) , how you got a
Gun? Don't use it (Like
How?)
Wait, lil' niggas be runnin' in
Cities, so 4-1 extortion
Don't get this confusion
(Glah, glah, glah)
Y'all niggas is pop and panickin'
(Like, damn) , for my brother, I'm
Clutchin' that thing (Glah, glah
Glah)
Got big gun, make 'em freeze like a
Mannequin, like if you see me
Just up it and flame
(Up it and what?)
They know I really be puttin' in pain
(Puttin' in what?)
Don't know why niggas ain't
Talkin' my name
(Glah)
I'm on the block with a Glock
For them niggas, you runnin'
I'm lettin' it rain
(Glah-glah, damn)

I'm the one that make all these hoes panic
(On bro, glah)
Like back tackles a whole lotta damage
I'm a demon, they not understandin'
(Like, what? Glah) don't need to get back
All them bullets was landin' (Glah-glah
Boom)
Like this ghost, hollow turn 'em to Casper
(Like, what?)
Like pistol packin' when it's
Time to pack up
They should go, that bitch was talkin'
Crazy, y'all niggas talk hot
I'ma knock out his lady
I been steppin' on necks on the daily
(Like, what?) , we ready with demons
The grip not on safe
They lied
This what they want
They want me to act stupid like I ain't
Bad bitch and I'm about to lose it
(Glah, glah, glah)
Ayo, Asian, why bitches be hatin'?
(Like, what?) , let's take a trip
Now it turn to a spaceship
Ayo, Jenn, they not ready for
Us, we the deadliest duo
Who better than us?
(Glah-glah, boom)
4-1 fuckin' gang
Niggas is not tweakin' with
Us, these bitches be dumb, at me
Bitch