Lyrics Give It Up - $tupid Young, Lil Gnar

Give It Up

No way, Hozay
LeeBoy on the track
Uh
Chopper make a nigga lean like Actavis (Make him lean)
Blew a bag quick, I ain’t used to havin' shit (Nah)
Baby mama call my phone, always askin' shit (Always askin' shit)
'Cause when I’m with my dawgs, we be on some savage shit (Ayy)
I don’t want the 40, it don’t got no aim with it (Nah)
I don’t want the pussy, it don’t got no grain with it (Nah)
Niggas snitched, seen the paperwork with names in it (Snitch niggas)
Keep a chopper like my name was Harley-Davidson (Boom boom)
See these chains on my neck, go 'head and rob it (Go 'head and rob it)
I put them circles on your car just like an Audi (Brrt)
I feel like Biggie when I got on this Versace (Versace)
With your bitch in the W lobby (With your bitch)
I’ma ball on these niggas like a hobby
I be spittin' all this fire like I’m eatin' with Wasabi (With Wasabi)
Niggas dissin', man, I dare a nigga try me (Go and try me)
Hundred deep, got my niggas right beside me (Hundred deep)
East of the beast, nigga, where you find me, nigga
Poppin', now I got these record labels tryna sign me (I ain’t signin')
Fuck with us or fuck around and catch a homi' (Catch a homi')
Glock-40 and I got it by the tommies (Boom boom)
I pull up on a pussy nigga with the Draco (With the Draco)
Young nigga in the hood with the say-so (Say-so)
If you ain’t from the gang or the label (Label)
Stand a hundred feet away from my table (My table)
Too much tats on my face, couldn’t get a job
If this music don’t work, I gotta rob
Call my dawgs, hit a lick with my squad
Catch you slippin', nigga better give it all
Give it up (Give it up), give it up (Give it up)
Hittin' licks, get the money, live it up
Give it up (Give it up), give it up (Give it up)
If I’m broke, I’ma rob, don’t give a fuck
Give it up (Give it up), give it up (Give it up)
Hittin' licks, get the money, live it up
Give it up (Give it up), give it up (Give it up)
If I’m broke, I’ma rob, don’t give a fuck
Bitch, it’s Big Guap the reaper
Better give it up, chopper bullet come fatter than Queen Latifah
Wet a nigga’s block like a fire hydrant
Niggas die when I slide by with the nine by my waist-side
Got a chopper that stop 'em, a pussy nigga want problems
I slide by in a blue Impala countin' my dollars
And these bitches on my dick 'cause I’m ballin', uh
Shot callin', gunplay, not brawlin'
Nigga ain’t from New Orleans but what’s up, whoadie?
Man, I be zonin' with the pistol loaded
Fuck the police, nigga, and fuck the warden, uh
A lil' bitch and a crib
And that’s all a nigga want in this life of sin
Niggas ran it up, ain’t no counterfeit
Got my bands up, so she fuck with this
Nigga, I ran it up, ain’t no fakin' it
Got my bands up, so she on my dick, uh
Too much tats on my face, couldn’t get a job
If this music don’t work, I gotta rob
Call my dawgs, hit a lick with my squad
Catch you slippin', nigga better give it all
Give it up (Give it up), give it up (Give it up)
Hittin' licks, get the money, live it up
Give it up (Give it up), give it up (Give it up)
If I’m broke, I’ma rob, don’t give a fuck
Give it up (Give it up), give it up (Give it up)
Hittin' licks, get the money, live it up
Give it up (Give it up), give it up (Give it up)
If I’m broke, I’ma rob, don’t give a fuck