Up To Something - Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Young Thug

Up To Something - Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Young Thug

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NOT ALL HEROES WEAR CAPES
Год
2018
Язык
`English`
Длительность
184360

Below is the lyrics of the song Up To Something , artist - Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Young Thug with translation

Lyrics " Up To Something "

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Up To Something

Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Young Thug

Bitch, all of my whoadies hit that

Pussy nigga, they some rats (What?)

He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch

But all my bitches they brats (Brats)

Pop a lil' Perky, relax (Turn up, turn up)

These niggas up to something (Hmm)

Hey, she need to fuck or something

I’ma wake up for somethin'

I fell in love with nothin' (Yeah)

Bitches, they do it for me

Stuck on me, gluin' somethin' (Yeah)

Patrick Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, save me

All my bitches get it, never lazy (Yeahhh…)

All my pockets full like they pregnant (Ahh…)

Y’all niggas still hatin' (Yeah… Sheesh!)

Dice in the middle

I’ma shoot it with precise in the building (Yeah)

Fuck that bitch because she likin' my rhythm (Ayy)

White on her head, I got lice and I’m buildin' (Ayy)

Lil' mama ready, she Tyson, go get her (Woah)

I can’t complain, I got ice in my bezel (Ayy)

I’m not racist, I got white in my Bentley (Hey)

Caught a rabbit, it was ice all up in it (Ayy)

Hell yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Call me mister mister Porsche (Yeah)

Pockets swole with no abortion (Yeah)

I sleep soft, I’m never snorin' (Yeah)

Talk to bitches when I’m borin' (Yeah)

Your money little like a Yorkie

I open your head up with a forty (Fah)

I think I’m gettin' back to the old me (Hmm)

Yeah, I’m gettin' back to the old me

Hey, these niggas up to something (Hmm)

Hey, these niggas fuck for numbers, ayy

Drank take a lil' sip of that Act (Blow it)

Flood all my bitches in that (That way)

I’m in the projects without Pat (Ayy)

My jewelry leave 'em blind like bats (Bling)

Diamonds for her in the back (Blaow)

Hit that lil' bitch from the back, she stacked

Ask me like how I do that?

(What?)

Pop a lil' Xan and relax (Yeah)

About my racks, you get whacked (Pew pew pew pew)

If he got racks, he get taxed (Pew pew pew)

Five, four, three, two, one, attack (Go)

Bitch, all of my whoadies hit that

Pussy nigga, they some rats (What?)

He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch

But all my bitches they brats (Brats)

Pop a lil' Perky, relax (Turn up, turn up)

These niggas up to something (Hmm… Yell ah, ah, ayy

Eah)

Hey, she need to fuck or something

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