Lil Keed - It's Up Freestyle (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Keed - It's Up Freestyle (en) Lyrics
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Yeah, what 'bout now?
Huh, yeah, what 'bout now?
Ooh, yeah, what 'bout now?
It's up
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
Walked in, walked in (Woo), this Bentley
truck is crawlin' (Say what?)
Gucci sweatsuit, yeah, they thought
I was joggin' (Yeah, yeah)
I'm just gettin' these front-
ends, these back-ends,
these racks in (No cap)
Nigga, fuck your plug, heard he
taxin', we whack him (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm ballin' out, I got bad bitches
at my house, yeah (No cap)
Yeah, that ho too lazy, I get
in her mouth then I kick
her out (Boom-boom-boom)
Yeah, Chanel shoebox full of racks,
no safe in the house (Chaney-ney)
Yeah, these bitches see me bring
these racks to the club, they fallin'
out (Rack, rack, racks)
I'ma Milly Rock, yeah (Woo), with that
Richard Mille (Richard Mille)
Yeah, these niggas envy, put
racks on their head like beanies
(Rack, rack, racks)
Shit, I crashed the scat pack, but
it was not rented (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, these racks in my pants extra
green like spinach (Say what?)
Woo (Keed talk to 'em), woo,
yeah, in this ho mouth like
she lost her tooth (Ugh)
With some Crips too, huh
But I'm big Blood, blatt, blatt,
shoot out this roof
YSL the gang, she see the chain, she
trying to choose (Slatt-slatt)
Bitch, I'm with your ho, yeah, yeah,
with your ho (Slatt-slatt)
Last night with your ho, the whole
gang did your ho (Slatt-slatt)
Pass her back, bro, yeah, that's
all you ought to know
Shit, I heard he love her, shit, I'm
just gettin' in her throat (Oh,
you, shit, Keed talk to 'em)
Huh, yeah, she know that
these racks in (Racks)
I remember back then,
she was actin' (Woo)
I don't need no help wit'
no back-end (Ah, ah)
Glock with a dick, I ain't
wrestlin' (Ah)
My gold Draco a hundred shots, we ain't
wrestlin', huh (Grra, grra)
Yeah, I go put a back-end up (Woo)
I put my main ho up (Main ho up)
Nut in her best friend,
though (Slatt, slime)
Slime got a blicky, yeah, yeah (Damn)
Kicked that ho right out the spot 'cause
I put my power in it, yeah
Yah, when they see me, know
they red flaggin', yeah
Back 'fore my boy goes,
"Chk-chk", yeah (Goes)
And we just left L.A., smokin'
exotic strains, yeah (L.A.)
Yeah, yeah, CC, cop 'em by
the pairs (Chaney-ney)
Yeah, yeah, just off Triller,
I make a mil' (Slatt)
Yeah, yeah (No cap), double CC
on the chairs (Chaney-ney)
Yeah, yeah (Woo, woo), havin' Fear
of God drip for real (God)
Yeah, yeah, snake on the shirts,
not no bears (Slatt-slatt)
Yeah, yeah, chopper hit him, hope
he left a will (Grr, grr, grr)
Yeah, yeah, Lil Keed, he gon' get
these racks (Keed talk to 'em)
Up early mornin' gettin' in,
yeah, I love these racks
(I love them bands)
Yeah, we smokin' OG while
countin' these racks
Yeah, we smoked your OG
'cause he is a rat
Yeah, yeah, I have some oil in this
cup, no need for old shit
Yeah, these hoes annoying,
every chance they get they
blowin' me (No cap)
My white boy, he be smokin' that
sack just like he Marley
Nah, nigga, I ain't running, nigga,
nigga try me, they gon' charge me
She talkin' 'bout I changed, I said,
"Nah, bitch, you just borin'"
She talkin' 'bout I changed-
(Fuck is you talkin' 'bout)
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