caskey – charged up lyrics
somebody gotta up the bar. (bar)
these rappers are sub part guns and
pick stick they don’t want war. (yuh)
i’m feelin’ like a lone star try come
flot my way get hit with a crowbar. (yeah)
drinkin’ on merlo trap goin’ turbo murda in my city g herbo. (yeah)
that’s whay i smoke herbal they try
cut my legs off jump all of the hurtles.
takin’ ’em a look at my whip, yeah
takin’ ’em a look at my b-tch, yeah
takin’ ’em, takin’ em lookin’ like this, yeah
rappers ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t, yeah.
puttin’ y’all up on game, yeah
out of the route like dank dash.
my time speed is way fast
on the car line i’mma pay cash.
charged up like credit cards with em big amounts. (woo)
‘fore i bought myself a piece i bought momma a bigger house.
y’all repeatin’ all the same flows i can live without. (woo)
less is comin’ for the weak and i gotta give ’em out. (yeah)
master myself switch up the priorities.
don’t respond what to authority textin’ man
a beatin’ i’mma recordin’ me. (recordin’ me)
hu, all your talkin’ about is b-tches and lean that sh-t is boring me.
what’s funny you ain’t got no more than
me i got the money it ain’t distortin’ me…
i speak of both sides
praise the most high
bought a maybach
just to ghost ride
gotta stay strapped
don’t provoke mine
gotta stay back
like it’s low tied
though it’s payback
in a no time
but my pockets
got a gold mine.
it’s a mashpit
so we go rhyme
makin’ a profit
never slow down.
charged up like credit cards with ’em big amounts. (woo)
‘fore i bought myself a piece i bought momma a bigger house.
y’all repeatin’ all the same flows i can live without. (woo)
less is comin’ for the weak and i gotta give ’em out.
make way for the new school rare like mew 2 .
ridin’ with a dus dus spill it like you woo!
clique goin’ kookoo and tell them when they do too you,
in your coupe too, been another voice down, put it on youtube.
slick sh-t we goin’ tip for tip what i’m use to.
goin’ through soundcloud on a bluetooth
on to the screen would need no hood suit.
lil pump, lil xan monthin’ againt
them can we please let big sh-t win again.
i’m takin’ over of the rap game eminem
fans callin’ me to go like my name eminem.
hip hop my adrenaline, louis purse on a kid and it got me feminem.
shot fire i was sendin’ ’em on a corner
on a foreign cause i’m always bittin’ it…
takin’ ’em a look at my whip, yeah
takin’ ’em a look at my b-tch, yeah
takin’ ’em, takin’ em lookin’ like this, yeah
rappers ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t, yeah.
im puttin’ y’all up on game, yeah
out of the route like dank dash.
my time speed is way fast
on the car line i’mma pay cash.
charged up like credit cards with a bigger mouse. (woo)
‘fore i bought myself a bigger piece i bought momma a bigger house.
y’all repeatin’ all the same flows i can live without. (woo)
less is comin’ for the weak and i gotta give ’em out.
in the kitchen and it’s tasty.
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