1up tee – vs1 lyrics
[intro]
(1up sh+t, we goin’ upper)
yop, 1up sh+t, n+gga (yeah, leave all that)
whole lotta gang sh+t (i’ll burn you)
youngest turnt n+ggas, we the coldest n+ggas
all that, brrrt
ayy
[chorus: g.t.]
yeah, i’m out here workin’ ’til the sun up (for real)
after, i’m done with this sh+t, boy, i’m 1up (brrt)
take that sh+t back to your jeweler, them ain’t vs1 (for real)
take that b+tch back to your jeweler, that ain’t a 41 (n+gga)
i dare a n+gga run up (grrt)
gun a n+gga down before he ever get his pole up (for real)
plays outta town, but i’m in the city froze up
tell me how you broke+ass b+tches don’t know us
[verse 1]
ho us? your lil’ freaky b+tch chose up
they think i’m from the east ’cause all my n+ggas, i’m from 41
sure ‘nough, we puttin’ bread together like a cold cut
how you be road runner in your raps and never rode nothin’?
[verse 2]
i’m probably on the block with them one n+ggas
300 blackouts’ll hit his top and leave his lungs missin’
i try to play it cordial, but i love s+x with drunk women
when you see me walkin’ down the street, i probably got my gun with me
my n+gga leave a n+gga open if he mug wrong
i can get it in in the booth, but i love phones
[verse 3]
bro told me be loyal to my b+tch, but i love hoes
man, i don’t love hoes
i’ll kick a b+tch out the uber, get the f+ck on
[chorus: g.t.]
yeah, i’m out here workin’ ’til the sun up (for real)
after, i’m done with this sh+t, boy, i’m 1up (brrt)
take that sh+t back to your jeweler, them ain’t vs1 (for real)
take that b+tch back to your jeweler, that ain’t a 41 (n+gga)
i dare a n+gga run up (grrt)
gun a n+gga down before he ever get his pole up (for real)
plays outta town, but i’m in the city froze up
tell me how you broke+ass b+tches don’t know us
[verse 4]
three+man with three pretty b+tches, it’s me, lik, and moni
i f+ck with her, her, her, and her, i’m a dm hopper
rockin’ white lows, don’t like the black ones like celina powell
send the ‘bows to mexico, i got a plug in tijuana
[verse 5]
hundred times a hundred, we chargin’ a g
my whole team cold, my n+ggas zero degrees
i’m an artist, paint her up, give her back ’cause she ain’t mine
i hit her, then i give her back, ayy, lik ain’t got no time
[verse 6]
fn got wings, i’m like veeze, let it fly
my lil’ youngin sellin’ weed on evergreen and 7 mile
i be bustin’ cvvs, i never need a credit card
i don’t wanna talk, she wanna talk to me, i tell her naw
[chorus: g.t.]
yeah, i’m out here workin’ ’til the sun up (for real)
after, i’m done with this sh+t, boy, i’m 1up (brrt)
take that sh+t back to your jeweler, them ain’t vs1 (for real)
take that b+tch back to your jeweler, that ain’t a 41 (n+gga)
i dare a n+gga run up (grrt)
gun a n+gga down before he ever get his pole up (for real)
plays outta town, but i’m in the city froze up
tell me how you broke+ass b+tches don’t know us
[outro]
(i’ll burn you)
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