Stunna 4 Vegas, Comethazine - Up lyrics

Slime shit
4 way, you get this shit the Glo way
Free Glo free Whammy
Free DooWop free Torch
Bitch

I'm going up like my prices
Gave her Perc and got her excited
I'm taking off like a pilot
We don't play in the club we starting a riot
Giving pounds out like a diet
If I can sell it, I'll buy it
Lil' bro take his pack, minus
Wipe a nigga out, no sinus

Wipe a nigga out, clean
I got the bitches like Charlie Sheen
I'm the shit, fuck do you mean?
Big racks can't fit in my jeans
I hit that lil' hoe and she felt it
We got that green, Celtic
Put that fire on his man and he melded
I'ma ball hard and eat it all, I'm selfish
We smoking sticks, Dodgers
These niggas bitch, often
I'm smoking dope like Bob Marley
Hit 'em and dip, they all salty
Go diving and shit like Jeff Hardy
Smack him around like his stepfather
These niggas lame and they set hoppers
My niggas bang and they step more
My niggas slime snakes
Set him up on a blind date
She give me her mind, face
Stunna so cold, ice skate
Bro, beat the pack out like anime
These niggas fake, anime
Knock off a opp, celebrate
Man, these niggas shrimps, I'm heavyweight
I'm tryna sign my lil' brother thuggin'
Tryna shoot shit in public come here
Hold up, I gotta switch the subject
'Cause these lil' niggas
Soft like Teletubbies
We at my shows on stage, clutchin
Nigga get outta bounds
And get shot like a bucket
Drown down with them rocks, flushin'
We burned his ass like Usher

I'm going up like my prices
Gave her Perc and got her excited
I'm taking off like a pilot
We don't play in the club we starting a riot
Giving pounds out like a diet
If I can sell it, I'll buy it
Lil' bro take his pack, minus
Wipe a nigga out, no sinus

Hundred racks on my neck
Bet a nigga won't touch it, though
Pull up holding on a XD
You know a nigga gotta clutch it, though
Let a nigga run up on me
Ooh, he ain't gon run no mo' talkin' 'bout
"All these bitches love me now"
They just want me for my money, though
He was talking, had to run him down
Caught him walking out the liquor store
I'm smoking dope at my mansion
Boy, you gotta smoke on a patio
I just drop music and make millions
Yo' ass be flipping the patties, though
In all of your music, you trapping
In real life, you working at Rally's, though

I'm going up like my prices
Gave her Perc and got her excited
I'm taking off like a pilot
We don't play in the club we starting a riot
Giving pounds out like a diet
If I can sell it, I'll buy it
Lil' bro take his pack, minus
Wipe a nigga out, no sinus