Up by Kur Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
I switched up my hustle ain’t selling no drugs
I made Maaly my plug, I made Dougie my plug
I spit crack on this shit, I can’t show you no love
Fuck who you know, fuck where you from
Smoking on backwoods I fucked up my lungs, I ain’t biting my tongue
I ain’t kissing no bitch that do trifilin stuff
We snuck out pints in the club, we did the Sheistiest stuff
Wonder how ya bitch a act when she saw me
Prolly hop right on my dick while she witchu
Don’t wait in lines and I don’t wait for tickets
Got retros on retros that cost bout a nickel
A piece so official I muscled I grissled
Niggas don’t know what the fuck i done been through
I-95 me and Reem in a rental, cops pull us over
[?]
Bitch had 4 so I bought her a phone
Got her a 6, now she sending me pictures
Her pussy she text me like Kur
This is yours
We fucked your bitch when we bored, straight up
We bring that shit to your door, for real
Suggest you don’t come to the road
Pussy niggas that’s what we known for
[Chorus:] [x2]
I just walked in and I’m fucking shit up [x2]
Everywhere we go we fucking shit up
Went to the mall, fucking shit up
Fronted my man and he fucked that shit up, that’s still my nigga I love him to death
Was in love with that bitch till she start fucking up
Fuck that shit up [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Tryna take some of this cali weed back with me
I got it vacuumed sealed bout to smear all this vaseline
Right on his packaging
It’s a young nigga trafficking, do this for young niggas marking this calendar
Doing this for young niggas who had too much proud to be janitors, acting like janitors
Did anything for their families
Fuck who you better than
Thinking you better than me that’s a negative
Nigga be repping the block but they never, they never they really American
Shoot you right there in your face if you touch me
Use to bust trash right out of temper or nothing
Tyrna get temper, we chilling we covered
Been in no problem, we spinning, we drinking
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Stepped in the club and I’m fucking shit up
[?]
We just banging on niggas
I’m just making my moves , I ain’t waiting on niggas
AMG sit straight , twenty third is my
Prometh no soda homie, cocaine shots
Ye I fucked your bitch only a couple of times,she got a mean box
And when I raise the through she said it giving me [?]
I’m in a sling shot
They call me Osama, had to step up my commas (yuuuur)
[Chorus]
I switched up my hustle ain’t selling no drugs
I made Maaly my plug, I made Dougie my plug
I spit crack on this shit, I can’t show you no love
Fuck who you know, fuck where you from
Smoking on backwoods I fucked up my lungs, I ain’t biting my tongue
I ain’t kissing no bitch that do trifilin stuff
We snuck out pints in the club, we did the Sheistiest stuff
Wonder how ya bitch a act when she saw me
Prolly hop right on my dick while she witchu
Don’t wait in lines and I don’t wait for tickets
Got retros on retros that cost bout a nickel
A piece so official I muscled I grissled
Niggas don’t know what the fuck i done been through
I-95 me and Reem in a rental, cops pull us over
[?]
Bitch had 4 so I bought her a phone
Got her a 6, now she sending me pictures
Her pussy she text me like Kur
This is yours
We fucked your bitch when we bored, straight up
We bring that shit to your door, for real
Suggest you don’t come to the road
Pussy niggas that’s what we known for
[Chorus:] [x2]
I just walked in and I’m fucking shit up [x2]
Everywhere we go we fucking shit up
Went to the mall, fucking shit up
Fronted my man and he fucked that shit up, that’s still my nigga I love him to death
Was in love with that bitch till she start fucking up
Fuck that shit up [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Tryna take some of this cali weed back with me
I got it vacuumed sealed bout to smear all this vaseline
Right on his packaging
It’s a young nigga trafficking, do this for young niggas marking this calendar
Doing this for young niggas who had too much proud to be janitors, acting like janitors
Did anything for their families
Fuck who you better than
Thinking you better than me that’s a negative
Nigga be repping the block but they never, they never they really American
Shoot you right there in your face if you touch me
Use to bust trash right out of temper or nothing
Tyrna get temper, we chilling we covered
Been in no problem, we spinning, we drinking
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Stepped in the club and I’m fucking shit up
[?]
We just banging on niggas
I’m just making my moves , I ain’t waiting on niggas
AMG sit straight , twenty third is my
Prometh no soda homie, cocaine shots
Ye I fucked your bitch only a couple of times,she got a mean box
And when I raise the through she said it giving me [?]
I’m in a sling shot
They call me Osama, had to step up my commas (yuuuur)
[Chorus]