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chii wvttz - it's up (ft. peso & swervx) lyrics

[intro: chii wvttz]
yozora
grah, grah, boom
gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang
grah, grah
grah, grah, boom

[chorus: chii wvttz]
outside tryna catch me a cuatro
shorty a thotty, i’m feelin’ the bop though (grrr, baow)
and rah got hit in his taco, dumb lil b+tch got hit in her taco (gang, gang, gang)
we gon’ spin, and them hollows gon’ rip up his chin (gang, gang, gang)
big doa, i might dump on ya mans
we get to boomin’, sh+t sound like a band (grrr, gang, gang, gang)
and then n+ggas ain’t tippin’ no bands
i cannot fold with the chop in my hand (grrr)
caught him lacking, he ricky, he ran
n+gga, i got me a chop, i don’t dance (baow)
see an opp, i’ma aim for his mans
why would i run if my gun don’t jam? (baow, baow)
pop a perc, take a trip to the land
them n+ggas p+ssy, they never gon blam (never gon’ blam)
[verse 1: peso]
i cannot pack, b+tch i keep me a weapon
i ain’t goin out, this is an fn
and i swear to god, that my chop is my best friend
and if i see an opp, i’ma stretch him
if i call up dayday, he shuttin’ sh+t down (uh+huh)
stop the show, it’s gonna end with a bow
flee off the scene, i ain’t takin a bow (bow)
call up swervo, he comin’ right now
and i swear to god, i’ll never tell
made ya baby moms open up a wells, she wanna get it on, i’m like, “oh well”
b+tch, i keep a chop under my belt
and if i call up c, he get smoked like a looseleaf
ice on my necklace, feel like i’m gucci (baow)
if it’s a thot, she afan, she a groupie (baow, baow)
if i see an opp, i’ma roll up, no sushi (grah, grah, boom, like)

[verse 2: swervx]
off a yerkie, now i’m ready to clap (baow)
if he f+ck with the opps, then you know i can’t dap em’ (baow, baow, baow)
if i up, just know i’ma tap em’ (like what?)
don’t do the bluffin’, you know i’ma blast it (baow, baow, baow)
nesty need stop it, n+ggas had you with your knees tucked (p+ssy)
up with the chop, bet that n+gga gon’ freeze (ygk)
a n+gga tried to run but got hit with the v (like what?)
like n+ggas coulda put you in a spleef (baow, baow, baow)
like enough is enough, mention jayrip then i’m shootin’ sh+t up
don’t try to trip, keep chii in the cut
if i pass him the knocks then he sendin you up (baow, baow, baow)
and that’s word to my mother, lost jb, i ain’t losin’ another
rah got clapped go put him on ya cover (baow)
keep mentioning bro, i’ma come for your brother (p+ssy)
like what, i’ma come for your brother
like, and that’s word to my mother
keep no remorse in the spot, i’ma flock at ya mother
[chorus: chii wvttz]
outside tryna catch me a cuatro
shorty a thotty, i’m feelin’ the bop though (grrr, baow)
and rah got hit in his taco, dumb lil b+tch got hit in her taco (gang, gang, gang)
we gon’ spin, and them hollows gon’ rip up his chin (gang, gang, gang)
big doa, i might dump on ya mans
we get to boomin’, sh+t sound like a band (grrr, gang, gang, gang)
and then n+ggas ain’t tippin’ no bands
i cannot fold with the chop in my hand (grrr)
caught him lacking, he ricky, he ran
n+gga, i got me a chop, i don’t dance (baow)
see an opp, i’ma aim for his mans
why would i run if my gun don’t jam? (baow, baow)
pop a perc, take a trip to the land
them n+ggas p+ssy, they never gon blam (never gon’ blam)

- chii wvttz lyrics

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