Young Thug - Up lyrics

[Intro] Wheezy what the f** brackin', n***a? I might need Be El Be for this one You dig?! [Hook] Whoa, we tore up I'm like 'baby don't throw up', if she ever hit the ground Young Thug not pickin' her up, you can Quicker Picker Up Cause I'm a blood, pa** me my bup, try'na come around for help but you gon' (what?!) End up s**in', nothing but dick like whoa Baby girl gon' stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up Girl what up? I'm like baby this what's up She under me like a rug, can't go up, yep [Verse 1] Trick b**h pull up on me, try'na get these digits How the f** I love when I never like em - ooh b**h I am a genie, I got hoes in Magic City Even when it's rented, president tinted I need an Aaliyah she gon' rock all on my boat My chain small but only my weed make me choke Hey come here baby girl I want that amateur throat And when I get through I pa** it to all of my folks Damn they got my name on the Coke Blackjack got me winning by the boats Shoot dice n***a five deuce four tre And my weed orange like a f**in' cantaloupe She f** me then smile in your face, all she ever say is "Oh yeah" Ooh baby girl, pull up and give top, no lotion, she like Olay Hey I don't like 'em black, no spades, no way And I only tell her to hurry and wait [Hook] Whoa, we tore up I'm like 'baby don't throw up', if she ever hit the ground Young Thug not pickin' her up, you can Quicker Picker Up Cause I'm a blood, pa** me my bup, try'na come around for help but you gon' (what?!) End up s**in', nothing but dick like whoa Baby girl gon' stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up Girl what up? I'm like baby this what's up She under me like a rug, can't go up, yep [Verse 2] b**hes comin' round the f**in gangsta, think they stupid Pull up in the trenches, smoking loud like a Dually And I know I am the best, b**h, how you do this? And I pulled up on your b**h and the children Damn what the f** is going on , I am gone, so gone I just spent a band on cologne, I am on, so on And my neighbors call my thick misses Texas Roni They was watchin' me back in the days like a Sony, promise I just bought my son a Bentley for his 'port card All my b**hes coming foreign plus they head on These lil' b**hes try'na compete then they dead wrong I'ma act just like I'm sleep but I'm dead on [Hook] Whoa, we tore up I'm like 'baby don't throw up', if she ever hit the ground Young Thug not pickin' her up, you can Quicker Picker Up Cause I'm a blood, pa** me my bup, try'na come around for help but you gon' (what?!) End up s**in', nothing but dick like whoa Baby girl gon' stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up Girl what up? I'm like baby this what's up She under me like a rug, can't go up, yep