Gustie - PAY UP lyrics

Give me my money, bitch
Give me my money, bitch
Give me my money, bitch
Give me my money,  bitch
Give me my money, bitch
Give me my money, bitch
Give me my money, bitch

Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
You better give me a check
Or I'll pull up on you and
I’ll spray with my TEC
I'm smaller but meaner than Shrek
If I don't get my money
Then blood on the deck

Chain on my neck cost me twenty
I can’t sleep at night so
I'm poppin' a Benny
I have several guns I've got many
If you pull up on me
I'll kill you like Kenny
Fuckin' a bitch her name Jenny
I shoot at his crib
And I'm takin' attendees
At parties I’m drinkin’ the Henny
I pass the fuck out that's
A win like an Emmy ayy yuh
Yack on the track and I vomit
This shit’ll turn white into black
He want to come kill me, I told him attack
But he didn't do shit
Now his shooters gon' laugh
I said if he run up, I'm takin’ his pack
And he never showed up so I shoot at his back
I pulled up on him with my shooters in black
And we scat the fuck out
So our paper could stack
Lil bitch you don't want to fuck with me
If you pull up on me you get RIP'd
We bust off a cap at John Riley
And then go get some
Chicken right after Hy-Vee
I always be working but that's a high key
Got that swoosh on my shirt
Now we talkin' NIKE if you pull up on me
Then I'll take your psyche
Now I'm all on the news with O'Reilly

Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
You better give me a check
Or I'll pull up on you and
I'll spray with my TEC
I'm smaller but meaner than Shrek
If I don't get my money
Then blood on the deck

Ayy you better watch what you talk
We do walk-ups fall on ass
Fall to sidewalk and get chopped up
Shots fired ayy
You better watch what you talk
We do walk-ups fall on ass
Fall to sidewalk and get chalked up
Bullet get caught that's your fault
Since you talk tough
Fuck it we ball, bitch better boss up, ayy
A bullet get tossed up, uh, ayy
Hope somebody caught that
Shotty leave sharp ice
Bitch get your jaw cracked
Step on a nigga to scrape like a doormat
Oh, that nigga macho? Oh, he think he Pablo?
No, he think he Chapo, he Demi Lovato
Walk up and paint your shit, say me Picasso
Aiming that banger at any bravado uh
This ain't no regular shit
Hit the gas, pass, pick up a zip
Boy you pass ass, still won't be shit
If I'm catchin' a flight then
You catchin' a clip finesse on a bitch
Don't spend racks on no hoe
Am I stressin' a bitch nigga?
That's a no no
Pole make you airborne, that's a Povo
While I'm puffin' on nuggets
That look like Cocos
Ayy, nobody say shit ‘bout my fanbase
If you ain't got one
I can at least stand straight
A nigga jump off of the damn stage
Nobody catch him he land on his damn face

So soft, when them foes out
It ain't no talk crow caw
That's a homicide that they won't solve

Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
Pay up pay up
You better give me a check
Or I'll pull up on you and
I'll spray with my TEC
I'm smaller but meaner than Shrek
If I don't get my money
Then blood on the deck