As Of Lately by BlockstarBeezy Lyrics
(Intro)
Yup...Yup (riiddee)...Riiiddee (ha ha ha ha ha ha)...Yup...Yup...Chea (yeah)...Still pop my shit nigga (still pop my shit nigga), Yeah (chea)...Yup, Im geekin' right now (riiddee)...(Im geekin' right now) (nigga!) Ha!
(Hook)
As of lately I been up all night nigga ain't been sleepin'
Mixin' pills and weed and lean and liquor got a nigga geekin'
Take ya bitch out for a good time and just keep her for the weekend
If ain't about no money nigga ain't no need for speakin'
As of lately (I been on some shit ×2)
As of lately (Hoes been on my dick ×2)
Yeah my niggas like my brothers and that's who Im rollin' wit'
I got this fully loaded clip now come and get a load of this
Verse 1
Stackin' up this cash tryna start a Regime
Treat these hoes just like a dog treat my chick like a queen
Ima make you meet ya maker if you get in between
Me and my team gettin' cream wit' elaborate schemes
Ok my real niggas they honorary
My homie prolly in solitary
Said she never did this 'bout to pop her cherry
Hoes is flockin' yeah they stop and starin'
Chuck deuces let 'em hang they selves
I don't cut nooses I cut throats
Let her ride on my love boat
Love my clients they love coke
2 tens a five and a deuce of lean
Got the L lit we 'bout to do some things
Last night I had a lucid dream
Might be goin' crazy goin' through some things
Drugs might be takin' a toll
Still got my ace in a hole we takin' control
Call for the shipment we takin' the load
Fuck on the first night no takin' it slow no
(Hook)
(Verse 2)
She love my stroll I do the money walk
Keep ya mouth shut and let the money talk
I know it's cliche but it's a fact nigga
Said she never fucked a fat nigga
I don't fuck wit' no rat niggas
I'll take down on ya trap nigga
Set up shop like it's my block
Pancakes and syrup no Ihop
Sippin' on 'em dippin' on 'em
Jeff Gordon how I'm whippin' on 'em
Chef Gordon in the kitchen on 'em
Got the sauce Im drippin' on 'em
2 steppin' wit' my 2 cups
Threw some pills down Im juiced up
Fucked ya bitch in a penthouse bent her over that balcony
My drug habit what ya rent 'bout fuck you if you doubtin' me
Got a lot ridin' I can't fail
Say they ridin' I can't tell
They own shit they can't smell
They play it safe like Antrel
I stay hustlin' 'til God call
Mixin' drugs 'til the skyfall
(Hook)
Yup...Yup (riiddee)...Riiiddee (ha ha ha ha ha ha)...Yup...Yup...Chea (yeah)...Still pop my shit nigga (still pop my shit nigga), Yeah (chea)...Yup, Im geekin' right now (riiddee)...(Im geekin' right now) (nigga!) Ha!
(Hook)
As of lately I been up all night nigga ain't been sleepin'
Mixin' pills and weed and lean and liquor got a nigga geekin'
Take ya bitch out for a good time and just keep her for the weekend
If ain't about no money nigga ain't no need for speakin'
As of lately (I been on some shit ×2)
As of lately (Hoes been on my dick ×2)
Yeah my niggas like my brothers and that's who Im rollin' wit'
I got this fully loaded clip now come and get a load of this
Verse 1
Stackin' up this cash tryna start a Regime
Treat these hoes just like a dog treat my chick like a queen
Ima make you meet ya maker if you get in between
Me and my team gettin' cream wit' elaborate schemes
Ok my real niggas they honorary
My homie prolly in solitary
Said she never did this 'bout to pop her cherry
Hoes is flockin' yeah they stop and starin'
Chuck deuces let 'em hang they selves
I don't cut nooses I cut throats
Let her ride on my love boat
Love my clients they love coke
2 tens a five and a deuce of lean
Got the L lit we 'bout to do some things
Last night I had a lucid dream
Might be goin' crazy goin' through some things
Drugs might be takin' a toll
Still got my ace in a hole we takin' control
Call for the shipment we takin' the load
Fuck on the first night no takin' it slow no
(Hook)
(Verse 2)
She love my stroll I do the money walk
Keep ya mouth shut and let the money talk
I know it's cliche but it's a fact nigga
Said she never fucked a fat nigga
I don't fuck wit' no rat niggas
I'll take down on ya trap nigga
Set up shop like it's my block
Pancakes and syrup no Ihop
Sippin' on 'em dippin' on 'em
Jeff Gordon how I'm whippin' on 'em
Chef Gordon in the kitchen on 'em
Got the sauce Im drippin' on 'em
2 steppin' wit' my 2 cups
Threw some pills down Im juiced up
Fucked ya bitch in a penthouse bent her over that balcony
My drug habit what ya rent 'bout fuck you if you doubtin' me
Got a lot ridin' I can't fail
Say they ridin' I can't tell
They own shit they can't smell
They play it safe like Antrel
I stay hustlin' 'til God call
Mixin' drugs 'til the skyfall
(Hook)