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young12k - up! lyrics

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[verse 1 : young12k]

she wanna talk i tell her hold up

i need some racks, print me some more up

she wanna talk, i just ignore her

pass her to gang, explorer dora

she not bad i do not adore her
she not mine i cannot be yours

i got many, ex plural

she think i’m meant, but i am not for her

i’m not the one that you want (huh)

i ain’t gon’ lie, i talk to many, you don’t wanna check the phone (yea)

my day one … he make them clothes, he tryna go put it on (huh)

the other one …. he hit your homeboy broad and you don’t even know it (huh)

and i just rap, hop on thе mic and i just turn to a … (huh)

i don’t sip … i don’t do drugs, so i cannot say pour it (mmm, not say pour it)

rapstar, popstar, superstar, rockstar (yea, yea, yеa)

hop out the sprinter, i turn up the show

they know me, i’m cool when i walk in the door

got love for my city i’m still tryna go
they know …… but im still tryna blow, tryna go worldwide like chaotic

custom made drip, flyer than a piolet

tryna be humble i do not …. it (huh)

big body benz, i want exotic

brand new vette look like a foreign, they probably think its exotic when i cop that

tryna get rich before my lil brother get 16, i wanna buy him a cat

imma take of my loved ones, they gon be good and i standin’ on that

this a very expensive car, you cannot stand on that (huh)

this a …. roof, i ain’t gotta let the top back (huh)

she to sassy for me, yeah, she love to talk back

i’m tryna go to the next level, i want platinum plaques (huh)

we not broadcasting what we do, we not speaking on that (huh)

they tryna be all in the business, probably chasing them racks (huh)
……. , he just got caught with a sack (huh)

he was making that cash, he saving it up

he tryna go flip him a pack, now shh, back to my rap

ain’t talking bout’ me because i ain’t do that, that’ll be cap

i’m not in the street, but i’m still chasing pesos (huh)

i kept the 20s, i went to the bank, got rid of the hunchos

its only 3 of us,……,i’m just like the migos

she wanna be with it, she gon follow us, she go wherever we go

i been tryna get in, im watchin’, i look through the peep hole (huh)

i’m tryna go run it up, put on for me and my people (huh)

it’s a cold cold world, that part of reason they keep poles (huh)

he tryna keep up a image on instagram he gon keep posing

they watch everything he do, he show it all, he keep postin’

ride in the car, know it got tint (huh)

suburban, escalade, sprinter, which one you wanna go in

they gon know who we is when we hop out, look like a million dollars

me and my brother we did this for the dead, not for the followers (no, no, yea)

i’m tryna run the racks up, i do not want no problems

yea, patek patek, rolex, which one you want, we got it all

benz, rover, double r, which one you pick, we gon ball

top 5 just like a draft pick, she burnt that is a no pick, he broke

this is a no diss, we turnt

they already noticed, i’m humble

but they don’t notice i’m cool, kept it on the low

i do not show this (mhm)

i do not show this (mhm)

………….

racks keep coming (mhm)

we gon ball on you, not just this summer (mhm)

- young12k lyrics

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