Up It, GetRichZay - On Some Shit lyrics
[Up It, GetRichZay - On Some Shit lyrics]
Gang faceshot Gang
You know what the fuck goin' on with me
(TZY on some other shit)
Ayy, GetRich on some other shit
(On some other shit)
Uh, he be tryna bust some shit
(Bust some shit)
Ayy, had to go put a scope on top my chop
I'm tryna touch some chop (Ayy, come no)
Ayy, send a blitz, rush that bitch (Aight)
Ayy, block her number, fuck that bitch
(Let's go)
Ayy, gun on my hand, I don't trust no bitch
(Uh, uh)
Fuck the police, I don't cuff no bitch
(Uh, uh)
Faceshot Gang, he got hit in his top
(Face time) ayy, Glock with a swith make
A fuck nigga hawk (Vfft, aight, come on)
Ayy, hop out, all that boy heard was a pop
(Boom)
Ayy, on feet, all that nigga heard was a chop
(Boom, aight, come on)
Ayy, still in the hood, put my racks in a box
(No cap)
Ayy, he spoke on Fifty, now his ass in a box
(Yup)
Ayy, tryna find gang, put his ass on FOX
(Put his ass)
Ayy, we in the cut, we pop out, let's walk
(Let's go, aight, come on)
We see a opp, thеn he gettin' dropped
Mе and Zay ride around, switches and chops
(Vfft) he was dissin' on 2SG, now he in-box
Fuck niggas know I'ma let this bitch pop
Just like ten on me right now, wish he could
Fuck nigga run up, I wish he would
This Drac' came all-black with no wood
I push up right now any hood (I'm good)
2016, had to beat me a case
Fuck nigga totin', got hit in his face
Fast forward, now a nigga totin' the K
Niggas know that Big Up It
Ain't playin' no games
We ain't snatch your chain
We snatchin' your brain
He got burnt up quick
He got caught in the flame
Tryna get a drop on me
I got young niggas watchin' the spot
And they totin' them things
You ain't no shooter, boy, stay in your lane
I throw up the six, yeah, I'm with the gang
Me and Lil Flip tryna hop out and bang
Bullets rip through his body
He feelin' in pain
Lil' bitch-ass nigga got killed for real
Can't pop no pill that heal for real
They know we pop out, drill for real
Bag on his head, we send him to chill
(Come on)
Faceshot Gang, he got hit in his top
(Face time) ayy, Glock with a swith make
A fuck nigga hawk (Vfft, aight, come on)
Ayy, hop out, all that boy heard was a pop
(Boom)
Ayy, on feet, all that nigga heard was a chop
(Boom, aight, come on)
Ayy, still in the hood, put my racks in a box
(No cap)
Ayy, he spoke on Fifty, now his ass in a box
(Yup)
Ayy, tryna find gang, put his ass on FOX
(Put his ass)
Ayy, we in the cut, we pop out, let's walk
(Let's go, aight, come on)
You know what the fuck goin' on with me
(TZY on some other shit)
Ayy, GetRich on some other shit
(On some other shit)
Uh, he be tryna bust some shit
(Bust some shit)
Ayy, had to go put a scope on top my chop
I'm tryna touch some chop (Ayy, come no)
Ayy, send a blitz, rush that bitch (Aight)
Ayy, block her number, fuck that bitch
(Let's go)
Ayy, gun on my hand, I don't trust no bitch
(Uh, uh)
Fuck the police, I don't cuff no bitch
(Uh, uh)
Faceshot Gang, he got hit in his top
(Face time) ayy, Glock with a swith make
A fuck nigga hawk (Vfft, aight, come on)
Ayy, hop out, all that boy heard was a pop
(Boom)
Ayy, on feet, all that nigga heard was a chop
(Boom, aight, come on)
Ayy, still in the hood, put my racks in a box
(No cap)
Ayy, he spoke on Fifty, now his ass in a box
(Yup)
Ayy, tryna find gang, put his ass on FOX
(Put his ass)
Ayy, we in the cut, we pop out, let's walk
(Let's go, aight, come on)
We see a opp, thеn he gettin' dropped
Mе and Zay ride around, switches and chops
(Vfft) he was dissin' on 2SG, now he in-box
Fuck niggas know I'ma let this bitch pop
Just like ten on me right now, wish he could
Fuck nigga run up, I wish he would
This Drac' came all-black with no wood
I push up right now any hood (I'm good)
2016, had to beat me a case
Fuck nigga totin', got hit in his face
Fast forward, now a nigga totin' the K
Niggas know that Big Up It
Ain't playin' no games
We ain't snatch your chain
We snatchin' your brain
He got burnt up quick
He got caught in the flame
Tryna get a drop on me
I got young niggas watchin' the spot
And they totin' them things
You ain't no shooter, boy, stay in your lane
I throw up the six, yeah, I'm with the gang
Me and Lil Flip tryna hop out and bang
Bullets rip through his body
He feelin' in pain
Lil' bitch-ass nigga got killed for real
Can't pop no pill that heal for real
They know we pop out, drill for real
Bag on his head, we send him to chill
(Come on)
Faceshot Gang, he got hit in his top
(Face time) ayy, Glock with a swith make
A fuck nigga hawk (Vfft, aight, come on)
Ayy, hop out, all that boy heard was a pop
(Boom)
Ayy, on feet, all that nigga heard was a chop
(Boom, aight, come on)
Ayy, still in the hood, put my racks in a box
(No cap)
Ayy, he spoke on Fifty, now his ass in a box
(Yup)
Ayy, tryna find gang, put his ass on FOX
(Put his ass)
Ayy, we in the cut, we pop out, let's walk
(Let's go, aight, come on)