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yung mal & lil quill - up up lyrics
[chorus: yung mal]
i pour muddy in my cup, i mix it up, up
my backwood stuffed with that cookie, roll it up, up
i’m on addy, i stay up
half a milli, count it up
lv hold my britches up
he want some smoke, we pulling up
that lil bitty cash, put it up
got so many bags, prices up
i got your b-tch in the spot going up
she suck that d-ck and i make her throw up, up
we hit the club, throw it up
i need a ten or i won’t show up
count the front and the back end up
then me and lil quill split it up
[verse 1: lil quill]
we get the back end, we split it up
we get ’em in, get ’em out, back to back, do it franticly
i spent some racks on the whip, no i didn’t get it easily
don’t come to my crib just to chill, ain’t no teasing me
vvs on my neck and it’s wet, these is seventeen
i cut him off ’cause he did not pay up like [?]
think about running off on the lord, i’ll rip your [?]
ain’t giving head, you gotta get out the facility
as long as i’m here i’ma stack this sh-t up ’til infinity
top back on the beam, we don’t do the infiniti
i was just broke and they didn’t show a n-gga no sympathy
i was strapped up in the street, i didn’t make it to chemistry
all of my n-ggas, shared me a tip ’bout the memory
motherf-ck the judge, free all my n-ggas with felonies
we goin’ up to the top like a f-cking beat
push start the whip, i do not need no f-cking key
[chorus: yung mal]
i pour muddy in my cup, i mix it up, up
my backwood stuffed with that cookie, roll it up, up
i’m on addy, i stay up
half a milli, count it up
lv hold my britches up
he want some smoke, we pulling up
that lil bitty cash, put it up
got so many bags, prices up
i got your b-tch in the spot going up
she suck that d-ck and i make her throw up, up
we hit the club, throw it up
i need a ten or i won’t show up
count the front and the back end up
then me and lil quill split it up
[verse 2: yung mal]
we get the back end, split that sh-t up
we go to saks for the front end up
thumb through that cash ’til my fingers swell up
six in the morning, a n-gga still up
make your b-tch suck that d-ck ’til the b-tch throw up
at the top of the pent, n-gga gotta live up
i was down on my d-ck, now a young n-gga up
all these hundreds and fifties, it’s hard to give up, yeah
i pour muddy in my cup, i mix it up, up
if you owe me just pay up
i helped my whoadie shot it up, up
my young n-ggas up
they get the cash and they throw this sh-t up
when the cameras start flashing
throw the 1’5 up and then hold that sh-t up
[chorus: yung mal]
i pour muddy in my cup, i mix it up, up
my backwood stuffed with that cookie, roll it up, up
i’m on addy, i stay up
half a milli, count it up
lv hold my britches up
he want some smoke, we pulling up
that lil bitty cash, put it up
got so many bags, prices up
i got your b-tch in the spot going up
she suck that d-ck and i make her throw up, up
we hit the club, throw it up
i need a ten or i won’t show up
count the front and the back end up
then me and lil quill split it up
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