UP THERE!
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U-u-u-u
Why they count a bitch out? (Why they count a bitch out?)
Tryna dumb a bitch down (tryna dumb a bitch down)
Tryna change my sound (tryna change my sound)
Say I shouldn't be proud (I shouldn't be)
Bitch, I'm finna get loud (I'm finna get loud)
Gotta pound them, bitch, bounce (pound them, bitch, bounce, yeah)
Finna walk a bitch out (finna walk a bitch out)
Finna walk a bitch down (yeah)
Lil' bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
Man, I promise on my mama, you ain't really want none
When I'm up there, up there, I let it burp, boy
Old town, Philly, anywhere I let it spurt, boy
G-walkin' bitch, two-steppin' out a BART, boy
You ain't get caught from me tryna make my art, boy
Ugh, get your own bag, get a start, boy
I don't know shit, but my music in the fur, boy
Uh, I was in the town sellin' fake cars, boy
You ain't done shit past sellin' fake carts, boy
Hot bitch, hot steak, got wrist, got cake
Hater hos lockin' in the Pratt State, bitch, what?
Load him up like the fuckin' guy
Spray locked in all day, on the go, get paid, bitch, what?
Bitch, couldn't walk a block in my J's
Walk a flock, I replayin' these beats by Jay, bitch, what?
I ain't social, ask Twitter, swear that I has gays
With the way I hate faggots, people think that bitch straight, bitch, yeah
Why they count a bitch out? (Why they count a bitch out?)
Tryna dumb a bitch down (tryna dumb a bitch down)
Tryna change my sound (tryna change my sound)
Say I shouldn't be proud (say I shouldn't be proud)
Bitch, I'm finna get loud (bitch, I'm finna get loud)
Gotta pound them, bitch, bounce (gotta pound them, bitch, bounce)
Finna walk a bitch out (finna walk a bitch out), huh
Finna walk a bitch down (finna walk a bitch down)
Yeah, lil' bitch who, bitch who, bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
Man, I promise on my mama, I'm a momma, you ain't really one
Bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
Man, I promise on my mama, you ain't really want none, when I'm up
Why they count a bitch out? (Why they count a bitch out?)
Tryna dumb a bitch down (tryna dumb a bitch down)
Tryna change my sound (tryna change my sound)
Say I shouldn't be proud (I shouldn't be)
Bitch, I'm finna get loud (I'm finna get loud)
Gotta pound them, bitch, bounce (pound them, bitch, bounce, yeah)
Finna walk a bitch out (finna walk a bitch out)
Finna walk a bitch down (yeah)
Lil' bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
Man, I promise on my mama, you ain't really want none
When I'm up there, up there, I let it burp, boy
Old town, Philly, anywhere I let it spurt, boy
G-walkin' bitch, two-steppin' out a BART, boy
You ain't get caught from me tryna make my art, boy
Ugh, get your own bag, get a start, boy
I don't know shit, but my music in the fur, boy
Uh, I was in the town sellin' fake cars, boy
You ain't done shit past sellin' fake carts, boy
Hot bitch, hot steak, got wrist, got cake
Hater hos lockin' in the Pratt State, bitch, what?
Load him up like the fuckin' guy
Spray locked in all day, on the go, get paid, bitch, what?
Bitch, couldn't walk a block in my J's
Walk a flock, I replayin' these beats by Jay, bitch, what?
I ain't social, ask Twitter, swear that I has gays
With the way I hate faggots, people think that bitch straight, bitch, yeah
Why they count a bitch out? (Why they count a bitch out?)
Tryna dumb a bitch down (tryna dumb a bitch down)
Tryna change my sound (tryna change my sound)
Say I shouldn't be proud (say I shouldn't be proud)
Bitch, I'm finna get loud (bitch, I'm finna get loud)
Gotta pound them, bitch, bounce (gotta pound them, bitch, bounce)
Finna walk a bitch out (finna walk a bitch out), huh
Finna walk a bitch down (finna walk a bitch down)
Yeah, lil' bitch who, bitch who, bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
Man, I promise on my mama, I'm a momma, you ain't really one
Bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
Man, I promise on my mama, you ain't really want none, when I'm up
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.53] U-u-u-u
[00:02.42] Why they count a bitch out? (Why they count a bitch out?)
[00:04.38] Tryna dumb a bitch down (tryna dumb a bitch down)
[00:06.62] Tryna change my sound (tryna change my sound)
[00:08.83] Say I shouldn't be proud (I shouldn't be)
[00:11.04] Bitch, I'm finna get loud (I'm finna get loud)
[00:13.38] Gotta pound them, bitch, bounce (pound them, bitch, bounce, yeah)
[00:15.16] Finna walk a bitch out (finna walk a bitch out)
[00:17.60] Finna walk a bitch down (yeah)
[00:20.24] Lil' bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
[00:22.40] In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
[00:24.57] I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
[00:26.39] Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
[00:28.39] When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
[00:30.50] Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
[00:32.74] New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
[00:35.07] Man, I promise on my mama, you ain't really want none
[00:37.26] When I'm up there, up there, I let it burp, boy
[00:39.67] Old town, Philly, anywhere I let it spurt, boy
[00:41.62] G-walkin' bitch, two-steppin' out a BART, boy
[00:43.95] You ain't get caught from me tryna make my art, boy
[00:46.43] Ugh, get your own bag, get a start, boy
[00:48.47] I don't know shit, but my music in the fur, boy
[00:50.52] Uh, I was in the town sellin' fake cars, boy
[00:52.86] You ain't done shit past sellin' fake carts, boy
[00:55.79] Hot bitch, hot steak, got wrist, got cake
[00:57.74] Hater hos lockin' in the Pratt State, bitch, what?
[00:59.89] Load him up like the fuckin' guy
[01:02.65] Spray locked in all day, on the go, get paid, bitch, what?
[01:04.06] Bitch, couldn't walk a block in my J's
[01:06.41] Walk a flock, I replayin' these beats by Jay, bitch, what?
[01:08.48] I ain't social, ask Twitter, swear that I has gays
[01:11.08] With the way I hate faggots, people think that bitch straight, bitch, yeah
[01:13.70] Why they count a bitch out? (Why they count a bitch out?)
[01:15.41] Tryna dumb a bitch down (tryna dumb a bitch down)
[01:18.01] Tryna change my sound (tryna change my sound)
[01:19.82] Say I shouldn't be proud (say I shouldn't be proud)
[01:22.19] Bitch, I'm finna get loud (bitch, I'm finna get loud)
[01:24.26] Gotta pound them, bitch, bounce (gotta pound them, bitch, bounce)
[01:26.73] Finna walk a bitch out (finna walk a bitch out), huh
[01:29.04] Finna walk a bitch down (finna walk a bitch down)
[01:30.85] Yeah, lil' bitch who, bitch who, bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
[01:32.71] In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
[01:35.61] I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
[01:37.25] Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
[01:39.10] When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
[01:42.05] Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
[01:43.72] New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
[01:45.78] Man, I promise on my mama, I'm a momma, you ain't really one
[01:49.02] Bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
[01:50.94] In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
[01:53.32] I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
[01:55.04] Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
[01:58.42] When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
[01:59.34] Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
[02:01.59] New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
[02:03.71] Man, I promise on my mama, you ain't really want none, when I'm up
[02:06.09]
[00:02.42] Why they count a bitch out? (Why they count a bitch out?)
[00:04.38] Tryna dumb a bitch down (tryna dumb a bitch down)
[00:06.62] Tryna change my sound (tryna change my sound)
[00:08.83] Say I shouldn't be proud (I shouldn't be)
[00:11.04] Bitch, I'm finna get loud (I'm finna get loud)
[00:13.38] Gotta pound them, bitch, bounce (pound them, bitch, bounce, yeah)
[00:15.16] Finna walk a bitch out (finna walk a bitch out)
[00:17.60] Finna walk a bitch down (yeah)
[00:20.24] Lil' bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
[00:22.40] In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
[00:24.57] I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
[00:26.39] Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
[00:28.39] When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
[00:30.50] Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
[00:32.74] New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
[00:35.07] Man, I promise on my mama, you ain't really want none
[00:37.26] When I'm up there, up there, I let it burp, boy
[00:39.67] Old town, Philly, anywhere I let it spurt, boy
[00:41.62] G-walkin' bitch, two-steppin' out a BART, boy
[00:43.95] You ain't get caught from me tryna make my art, boy
[00:46.43] Ugh, get your own bag, get a start, boy
[00:48.47] I don't know shit, but my music in the fur, boy
[00:50.52] Uh, I was in the town sellin' fake cars, boy
[00:52.86] You ain't done shit past sellin' fake carts, boy
[00:55.79] Hot bitch, hot steak, got wrist, got cake
[00:57.74] Hater hos lockin' in the Pratt State, bitch, what?
[00:59.89] Load him up like the fuckin' guy
[01:02.65] Spray locked in all day, on the go, get paid, bitch, what?
[01:04.06] Bitch, couldn't walk a block in my J's
[01:06.41] Walk a flock, I replayin' these beats by Jay, bitch, what?
[01:08.48] I ain't social, ask Twitter, swear that I has gays
[01:11.08] With the way I hate faggots, people think that bitch straight, bitch, yeah
[01:13.70] Why they count a bitch out? (Why they count a bitch out?)
[01:15.41] Tryna dumb a bitch down (tryna dumb a bitch down)
[01:18.01] Tryna change my sound (tryna change my sound)
[01:19.82] Say I shouldn't be proud (say I shouldn't be proud)
[01:22.19] Bitch, I'm finna get loud (bitch, I'm finna get loud)
[01:24.26] Gotta pound them, bitch, bounce (gotta pound them, bitch, bounce)
[01:26.73] Finna walk a bitch out (finna walk a bitch out), huh
[01:29.04] Finna walk a bitch down (finna walk a bitch down)
[01:30.85] Yeah, lil' bitch who, bitch who, bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
[01:32.71] In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
[01:35.61] I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
[01:37.25] Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
[01:39.10] When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
[01:42.05] Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
[01:43.72] New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
[01:45.78] Man, I promise on my mama, I'm a momma, you ain't really one
[01:49.02] Bitch who ain't bangin' no gun
[01:50.94] In the two-tone, Caddy with my name on the front, bitch, what?
[01:53.32] I done felt a lot of pain where I'm from
[01:55.04] Broke bitch, but I promise that some change gon' come
[01:58.42] When I'm up there, fuck fame, fuck number one
[01:59.34] Bitch, I'd rather be unknown with a chain than have none
[02:01.59] New hat, new hoodie, and the J's gone dumb
[02:03.71] Man, I promise on my mama, you ain't really want none, when I'm up
[02:06.09]