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allah – way up lyrics

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(intro: allah)

windows on the whip are so tinted
b-tches i don’t even know in it
go against the sheep its no winnin
if my n-gg-s go i go wit em
yay yay yay

stuntin on you n-gg-s going way man
flashin on you n-gg-s going way man
spazzin on you n-gg-s going way man
whipping going way way way way

(verse 1: allah)

i like b-tches
you like b-tches
she like b-tches
he like b-tches
f-ck it we like b-tches

imma f-ck her ill record it if she looking fine
if its long enough a n-gg- might put it on vine
i was walking into n-gg-s sniffing up a line
they told me that its ok they do this all the time

i ain’t giving names i gotta keep it on the low mane
rollin with some asian b-tches now i’m on the low mien

oh god

murder shit
now a n-gg- back up on his murder shit
blvcksheep n-gg- know you heard the shit
what you f-ckin rappin i ain’t heard the shit

im the type of n-gg- to convince some bad b-tches they look good together just so i can watch em f-ck each other

you the type of n-gg- to convince some bad b-tches that it isn’t normal when they start to f-ck and touch each other oh!

(interlude: allah)

i’m going way up aye
i’m going way up aye
i’m going way up aye
i’m going way up aye

(verse 2: allah)

real n-gg- check my mo i’m out da mi am i makin an mi at 21
young n-gg- check the res sups fly i’m the guy you gotta call you want it done

i got his money, her money, yo money
feds at the door i say i don’t know money
geno owe me some but the trap moving slow money
lil n-gg-s flashin they lil to no money
i invest do it best you blow money
we ain’t sayin much keep that on the low money
not enough bags we prolly need 4 money
n-gg-s wack showin off so and so money
laawwd

this ain’t a scenario for scary hoes
a lot of burdens n-gg- man i carry those
n-gg-s got me out my f-cking element
got me whipping up the elements

lemme just address the elephants
you are not the realest imma be a realist
you are not an artist you are not the hardest
you just a f-ckin gimmick you a f-ckin mimic

you was fixing yo daughter barrettes
i was shining my daddy barretta
n-gg- its whatever new coogi sweater
they shoot at whoever
we tired of playin

realest n-gg- you should put me in the book of guinness
don’t you ask for anything if it is not forgiveness
point her to the whip and tell her that we f-ckin in this
i know my n-gg-s my squad in here we f-ckin in this oh my god!

(outro: allah)

way, way
yeah, way man
im going way man
going way
yeah
im going way
yeah

- allah lyrics

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