Lyrics Up 1 - Yella Beezy

Up 1

I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
All gold Rollie, no tick tock
Fuck your ho, in my flip flops
Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
Ask about me nigga, I been hot
It ain’t 'bout money?
nigga kick rocks
That’s all facts, no Xerox
Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
You pussy ass nigga, I don’t hear about
I’m up one, up one, up one, up one
I’m up one, up one, I’m up one, I’m up one
I’m up one, don’t make me bust one
This big chopper, he’ll touch somethin'
Order now nigga, I’ma buck somethin'
Nigga think I ain’t shootin', I’ll sunk somethin'
Hop out the whip, hoes come runnin'
Man that silly ass bitch, I ain’t gon' fuck nothin'
Ho stop playin' games, come suck somethin'
Hey, bend it over, put it on your butt honey
Hey, watch presidential, get top in a rental
Hopped in a Sprinter, fly individual
Big guap, thick knots, check my credentials
Kick back, keep it player, ride with the nigga
Cup full of mud runnin' up in my liver
Pray to God they don’t put me in the hospital
Can’t touch me boy, I’m too hot nigga
All these little bitty bitches gon' bop nigga
Had to hide these rocks on my jock nigga
If he playin' I’ma shoot him off top nigga
Boy I spent thirty K on my watch nigga
Put dick all in your ho crotch nigga
Poppin' shit, poppin' shit, yeah I pop niggas
Got a lick, got a lick, on a house nigga
Hell nah I ain’t stuntin' you stank hoes
Street, yeah RIP Bankroll
I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
All gold Rollie, no tick tock
Fuck your ho in my flip flops
Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
Ask about me nigga, I been hot
It ain’t 'bout money?
nigga kick rocks
That’s all facts, no xerox
Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
You pussy ass nigga, I don’t hear about
I’m up one, up one, up one, up one
I’m up one, up one, I’m up one, I’m up one
Pay big bank, take lil bank
She booted on the molly, I’m on a lil drank
Come fly by me, I want a lil face
Think about it, I don’t want relations with the lil skank
Not Tay-K but I’m on the race
Big desert eagle, keep it on my waist
Motherfuck a hater, yeah they gonna hate
Fall back lil bitch, nah I don’t go on dates
Yeah I stay sippin' on the sizzurp
Got a lot of ice like a blizzard
What’s crackin' nigga?
what’s the wizzard?
In the trap doin' magic like a wizzard
Sip me a four, nigga slizzard
Smart ho givin' brain like a nizzerd
I ain’t gettin' money, what you say, come again sir?
Sucked off in the loft, gettin' top’s where I been sir
Gettin' drunk, gettin' full of this Henn sir
In my pants, yeah I keep about ten sir
I’m a loner, no I don’t need friends sir
Got about ten bad bitches in the Benz sir
Don’t ask me 'bout that ho house, I ain’t went there
Broke, been a long time since I been there
Boy you niggas stressin' out, you got thin hair
My son ain’t born yet but he got about ten pair Guccis
I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
All gold Rollie, no tick tock
Fuck your ho in my flip flops
Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
Ask about me nigga, I been hot
It ain’t 'bout money?
nigga kick rocks
That’s all facts, no xerox
Bust a couple shots, make it clear out
You pussy ass nigga, I don’t hear about
I’m up one, up one, up one, up one
I’m up one, up one, I’m up one, I’m up one