Up 1 - Yella Beezy

I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch

Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks

All gold Rollie, no tick tock

Fuck your ho, in my flip flops

Kickin' this shit, no gym socks

Ask about me nigga, I been hot

It ain’t 'bout money?

nigga kick rocks

That’s all facts, no Xerox

Bust a couple shots, make it clear out

You pussy ass nigga, I don’t hear about

I’m up one, up one, up one, up one

I’m up one, up one, I’m up one, I’m up one

I’m up one, don’t make me bust one

This big chopper, he’ll touch somethin'

Order now nigga, I’ma buck somethin'

Nigga think I ain’t shootin', I’ll sunk somethin'

Hop out the whip, hoes come runnin'

Man that silly ass bitch, I ain’t gon' fuck nothin'

Ho stop playin' games, come suck somethin'

Hey, bend it over, put it on your butt honey

Hey, watch presidential, get top in a rental

Hopped in a Sprinter, fly individual

Big guap, thick knots, check my credentials

Kick back, keep it player, ride with the nigga

Cup full of mud runnin' up in my liver

Pray to God they don’t put me in the hospital

Can’t touch me boy, I’m too hot nigga

All these little bitty bitches gon' bop nigga

Had to hide these rocks on my jock nigga

If he playin' I’ma shoot him off top nigga

Boy I spent thirty K on my watch nigga

Put dick all in your ho crotch nigga

Poppin' shit, poppin' shit, yeah I pop niggas

Got a lick, got a lick, on a house nigga

Hell nah I ain’t stuntin' you stank hoes

Street, yeah RIP Bankroll

I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch

Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks

All gold Rollie, no tick tock

Fuck your ho in my flip flops

Kickin' this shit, no gym socks

Ask about me nigga, I been hot

It ain’t 'bout money?

nigga kick rocks

That’s all facts, no xerox

Bust a couple shots, make it clear out

You pussy ass nigga, I don’t hear about

I’m up one, up one, up one, up one

I’m up one, up one, I’m up one, I’m up one

Pay big bank, take lil bank

She booted on the molly, I’m on a lil drank

Come fly by me, I want a lil face

Think about it, I don’t want relations with the lil skank

Not Tay-K but I’m on the race

Big desert eagle, keep it on my waist

Motherfuck a hater, yeah they gonna hate

Fall back lil bitch, nah I don’t go on dates

Yeah I stay sippin' on the sizzurp

Got a lot of ice like a blizzard

What’s crackin' nigga?

what’s the wizzard?

In the trap doin' magic like a wizzard

Sip me a four, nigga slizzard

Smart ho givin' brain like a nizzerd

I ain’t gettin' money, what you say, come again sir?

Sucked off in the loft, gettin' top’s where I been sir

Gettin' drunk, gettin' full of this Henn sir

In my pants, yeah I keep about ten sir

I’m a loner, no I don’t need friends sir

Got about ten bad bitches in the Benz sir

Don’t ask me 'bout that ho house, I ain’t went there

Broke, been a long time since I been there

Boy you niggas stressin' out, you got thin hair

My son ain’t born yet but he got about ten pair Guccis

I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch

Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks

All gold Rollie, no tick tock

Fuck your ho in my flip flops

Kickin' this shit, no gym socks

Ask about me nigga, I been hot

It ain’t 'bout money?

nigga kick rocks

That’s all facts, no xerox

Bust a couple shots, make it clear out

You pussy ass nigga, I don’t hear about

I’m up one, up one, up one, up one

I’m up one, up one, I’m up one, I’m up one