ft ace hood french montana chinx drugz – up in here (ft. ace hood & french montana) – chinx drugz lyrics
[hook: chinx drugz]
pull up in the truck, or the drop
rip and we done kill the parking lot
we kill the game but we came off the block
and f-ck it back in i’ma get it on the top
they know we up in here (actin like they know)
they know we up in here (actin like they know)
they know we up in here (actin like they know)
told shawty hit the pole and i ain’t talkin bout a vote
[verse 1: chinx drugz]
they know we up in here, getting faded like they here
for the first time but i’m acting like i been here
flash out to my haters, big crib with no neighbors
knows this spot, rushes out oakland call it raiders
work hit that pot
fresh off that block, n-gg-s snitchin’
and homie, he don’t play that, hit em with the sock
like a g-ngb-ng i’m yellin’ “f-ck ’em all”
two straps on my shoulders; overalls
head shot, night night n-gg-s dozin’ off
c-ke boys play the game like there’s no tomorrow
i steal your b-tch and you report the p-ssy
shoot my load, then i’m tryna get out the p-ssy
drums sound like reggaeton
make them boys bag it up, n take it home, yeah
all this water on me n-gg- needs sewer
like your b-tch tracks n-gg- we up in here
[hook]
[verse 2: ace hood]
okay, murderer murderer, you should call the coroner
have mercy i just kill the scene and pull the foreign up
roly on, .40 tuck, stuntin’ ion give a f-ck
i don’t really feel good, throw some money up
walk in the club wit them bottles a liq’
diamonds to cover the neck and my wrist
still i’ll be balling michael kaulin
poke the.. under the rim,
you see me n-gg-
this cuban link a kill em
them feds watchin’ n-gg-
thinkin’ i’m dope dealin’
just pop that p-ssy lil mama and back it up onto the realest
whipping the coup with no ceiling
i need at least 100 million
im tryna to ball forever, 40 cars or better
we the best c-ke boys, i put that sh-t on whatever
i’m an animal n-gg- just put some fur on my leather
haven’t been mountain climbing, all these rocks in the bezel
michael phelps in the money, got on two gold medals
if them n-gg-s still hating, i tell em six-four letters
[hook]
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