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Chii - Its Up lyrics

Artist: Chii

album: Nightmare On Grape Street


Yozora
Grah, grah, boom
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Grah, grah
Grah, grah, boom
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 bitch 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', shit sound like a band (grrr, Gang, gang, gang)
And then niggas ain't tippin' no bands
I cannot fold with the chop in my hand (grrr)
Caught him lacking, he Ricky, he ran
Nigga, 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 niggas pussy, they never gon blam (never gon' blam)
I cannot pack, bitch 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' shit 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"
Bitch, 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)
Off a yerkie, now I'm ready to clap (baow)
If he fuck 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, niggas had you with your knees tucked (pussy)
Up with the chop, bet that nigga gon' freeze (YGK)
A nigga tried to run but got hit with the V (like what?)
Like niggas coulda put you in a spleef (baow, baow, baow)
Like enough is enough, mention JayRip then I'm shootin' shit 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 (pussy)
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
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 bitch 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', shit sound like a band (grrr, gang, gang, gang)
And then niggas ain't tippin' no bands
I cannot fold with the chop in my hand (grrr)
Caught him lacking, he Ricky, he ran
Nigga, 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 niggas pussy, they never gon blam (never gon' blam)

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