Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Up-Top Baby, artist - YBN Nahmir. Album song YBN: The Mixtape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Up-Top Baby |
| On my life, when I up, he gon' freeze up |
| When it’s cold, I’ma stick with that heat tucked |
| It’s YBN, lil' nigga get your team up |
| Remember all the days I was broke, now my cheese up |
| Take a-take a L, bounce back on some new shit |
| Kick a door, bounce out with them blue strips |
| MAC-10 and it came with a tool kit |
| Nigga try me, on my life, I’ma use it |
| I’m a Up-Top Baby, give a fuck about a white scale |
| And I ain’t sugar-coatin' shit, this my lifestyle |
| Up the chop', let it blow at a big crowd |
| Now they see me on the news and they like, «wow» |
| Sike naw, let me chill, I’m a smooth nigga |
| But I still bounce out with that tool, nigga |
| You know I keep that rocket in my Trues, nigga |
| With YG, you be drippin' with them Ru' niggas |
| Real bad bitch and she suckin' on my dick |
| And you really think I’m trippin', if you think I eat the clit |
| Ayy, ayy, lil' nigga I’m the shit |
| What the fuck I look like tryna eat out a bitch? |
| Ayy |
| If my brother get to trippin', then I’m trippin' too |
| If my nigga say he slidin', then I’m slidin' too |
| Hit a block, double back, we done hit a few |
| Bullets hot so they can melt 'em like a fuckin' cube |
| Niggas know |
| If I up it, I’ma let that shit go |
| Bounce out with poles (bouncin' out, nigga) |
| If a nigga want smoke, he get smoked |
| Niggas know |
| If I up it, I’ma let that shit go (let it go, nigga) |
| Bounce out with poles (bouncin' out, nigga) |
| If a nigga want smoke, he get smoked |
| If I ever go broke, I’ma get it out your bitch |
| If I ever go down, guaranteed that won’t stick |
| Stitched lips, dumb clips, I’ll eat a lil' bitch |
| First off, free Yadda, Kirko Lan in this bitch |
| Shout out that nigga Mozzy, know I’m fuckin' with the gangland |
| Shooter gang, bitch, Deuce Jojo let that thing blast |
| Know that four ton fizzy left a nigga with a red tan |
| Hollow tips shootin' out the clip like he Plankton |
| Plankton, Plankton, Plankton |
| Big choppers, hella clips, knock a bitch down |
| Glizzy hella geekin' he rock out with them Glocks out |
| Nigga snitchin', he got popped right when we found out |
| New Rollie on my wrist, cop a chain in this bitch |
| Knock a bitch nigga down when I’m dumpin' the clip |
| Thuggin' hella extra, while a nigga up in that mix |
| And the turf never lackin', bitch you know I keep a stick |
| Never duckin' no smoke and I put that on the dead homies |
| Nigga run up, catch a shot with your main homie |
| Fruity lil' bitch and that bitch go insane on me |
| Better duck your taco when we slidin' in that Range, homie |
| On my life, on my mama I’ll bust that |
| When I get paid I bet I’ll cop that Cadillac |
| You niggas broke and you still shop at rent a sacks |
| And if I think you feelin' iggy I’ma push you back |
| Niggas know |
| If I up it, I’ma let that shit go |
| Bounce out with poles (bouncin' out, nigga) |
| If a nigga want smoke, he get smoked |
| Niggas know |
| If I up it, I’ma let that shit go |
| Bounce out with poles (bouncin' out, nigga) |
| If a nigga want smoke, he get smoked |