butter up by Your Stepdad Lyrics
[Intro]
Mm, leave a nigga—, mm
Giving nigga clues to the blues, get your butter up
Horsepower in the Hellcat, call it buttercup (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Giving niggas clues to the blues, get your butter up
Horsepower in the Hellcat, call it giddy-kitty
I ain't feel decent in a while, child, what the fuck is up?
I'ma run the buckets up, nigga, tuck the duffel up
Who that on that corner? Bitch, we on him, pack a Double Dutch
I be on the stumble from this strong, I don't knuckle up
Nigga, roll the wood, he ain't icing, I knew some' up
Burst him, he a bubble, that's just how we close discussion up
[Verse]
If he ain't talking chicken, then we ain't walking in that bitch
Of course, I'm kinda Christian, but I'm definitely down to spin that bitch
I play the nice guy so the bops go to mean niggas
I got plots for the top, not for gene, nigga
It ain't easy to get busting, so I'm trying hard
Competition wanna be a gangster, so they grinding hard
To make us think they really 'bout the action, but they dying hard
Niggas out here really disappearing like some flying cards
Who did it? It was just a weak magician, no [?]
Don't talk about my lyrics, bitch, I'm running out of rhyming bars
I know I got a couple niggas like, damn, that's kinda hard
But, a couple niggas ain't enough to get me right behind the stars
Damn, you niggas stupid, I don't wanna meet the guy in charge
I got a shirt with, "Stupid" on it, it's for you, it's kinda large
My energy a battery, so I won't get that kind of charge
But, I'ma keep it civil 'til I trap you like a pile of 'tards (Yeah, look, huh)
Shorty told me she like boys with glasses, got me over-geeking
Tried to ask my niggas for some help, they said, "Stop overthinking"
Had to get her dreaming in her legs, you might n'even get between them
[Chorus]
Giving niggas clues to the blues, get your butter up
Horsepower in the Hellcat, call it giddy-kitty
I ain't feel decent in a while, child, what the fuck is up?
I'ma run the buckets up, nigga, tuck the duffel up
Who that on that corner? Bitch, we on him, pack a Double Dutch
I be on the stumble from this strong, I don't knuckle up
Burst him, he a bubble, that's just how we close discussion up
Mm, leave a nigga—, mm
Giving nigga clues to the blues, get your butter up
Horsepower in the Hellcat, call it buttercup (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Giving niggas clues to the blues, get your butter up
Horsepower in the Hellcat, call it giddy-kitty
I ain't feel decent in a while, child, what the fuck is up?
I'ma run the buckets up, nigga, tuck the duffel up
Who that on that corner? Bitch, we on him, pack a Double Dutch
I be on the stumble from this strong, I don't knuckle up
Nigga, roll the wood, he ain't icing, I knew some' up
Burst him, he a bubble, that's just how we close discussion up
[Verse]
If he ain't talking chicken, then we ain't walking in that bitch
Of course, I'm kinda Christian, but I'm definitely down to spin that bitch
I play the nice guy so the bops go to mean niggas
I got plots for the top, not for gene, nigga
It ain't easy to get busting, so I'm trying hard
Competition wanna be a gangster, so they grinding hard
To make us think they really 'bout the action, but they dying hard
Niggas out here really disappearing like some flying cards
Who did it? It was just a weak magician, no [?]
Don't talk about my lyrics, bitch, I'm running out of rhyming bars
I know I got a couple niggas like, damn, that's kinda hard
But, a couple niggas ain't enough to get me right behind the stars
Damn, you niggas stupid, I don't wanna meet the guy in charge
I got a shirt with, "Stupid" on it, it's for you, it's kinda large
My energy a battery, so I won't get that kind of charge
But, I'ma keep it civil 'til I trap you like a pile of 'tards (Yeah, look, huh)
Shorty told me she like boys with glasses, got me over-geeking
Tried to ask my niggas for some help, they said, "Stop overthinking"
Had to get her dreaming in her legs, you might n'even get between them
[Chorus]
Giving niggas clues to the blues, get your butter up
Horsepower in the Hellcat, call it giddy-kitty
I ain't feel decent in a while, child, what the fuck is up?
I'ma run the buckets up, nigga, tuck the duffel up
Who that on that corner? Bitch, we on him, pack a Double Dutch
I be on the stumble from this strong, I don't knuckle up
Burst him, he a bubble, that's just how we close discussion up