Re-Up - Jimmy Prime

All my pieces hittin', all my pieces hittin'

All my diamonds drippin', yeah

I ain’t takin' no L’s

I ain’t walkin' on shells

I try to keep to myself

This bitch, she rockin' Chanel

She probably petty as hell

Big crib by the lake for the weekend

Poolside, she wanna tan by the deep end

I wonder if her man knows she creepin'

Yeah, I wonder if her man knows she creepin'

It’s a party so we gotta order pizza

Don Julio straight out the freezer

Don’t blame me, blame my mama if you seen her

Violete the vaws, bust it open I believe her

I need a speeder

I’m gettin' down, mama, re-up

Fuck it, get back on my feet up

I’m too hot to freeze up

I’m a champ to the death, yeah, they know what it is

I need all of the trophies, a championship

I need a re-up, I need a re-up

I need a re-up, I need a re-up

He might of gave you the business again

Don’t tell me you just came to shit with your friends

Long as you’re mine, I hate when you stunt

again

again

I should just ditch you and dip in the Benz

Leave your ass stressin' then twitchin' your hands

Said they dread up in shit

Bet if I left cause her head wasn’t shit

I need that good brain like intelligent chicks

diamonds they drip on my gear

Got the luggage I just need the lear

DMX, now I just need a liter

I’m getting down on my re-up

Poured the whole six in the liter

Bet she gon' follow the leader

Bet she gon' swallow the whole thing

She wanna see me in gold chains

Told her that she was a bold thing

It’s perfect, we up to the same tings

I think we’ve been peepin' the same Range

Gettin' geechi, we bleachin'

Got no stains

I need a re-up, I need a re-up

I need a re-up, I need a re-up

I need a re-up, I need a re-up

I need a re-up, I need a re-up