Plugg Twinz & Tle cinco - Go Up

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Truckload , ten seventeen, Cinco, man
Fuck goin' on
Plugg twinz an Cinco
Yea yea
Ay, I smoke the best weed
You know this shit ain't cheap
I'm smokin' stupid, you know this shit go for like four a p
These niggas honor me
This bitch wanna swallow me
She wanna fuck me in my car the cat like a hotel suite
These niggas beef with me cause I fuck they bm
Broke boy know I cannot beat him
Might flex a hunnid in the DM
Might shoot a stick when I see him
Break down exotic and see more profit
We add him on paper, we never subtract
You see a opp's all the time you never react
We see the opp nigga and then we get to clap
We get to sprayin', we get to layin
We gettin' high in them bushes
We smokin' like Za we smokin' like Runts
You know we ain't smokin' no cookies
It's a four every time I pour up
It's a three, five every time I roll up
He say he want smoke, we can go up
He say he want smoke, we can go up
Ain't no alphabets, I been the P
He play, get shot like three
Sippin' all this Wockhart better
Not get sick, bet not ,sneeze Know we swipe in the trap, all week
I still take some bows for a fee,
I got sign , but I'm still in the field
No cap, wrap, fuck in my cleat
Don't fuck with no rap, but I still get the cheese
Young nigga, she sliding ' for free on me
Talk that bitch bad-bass, she tuck my neck, might freeze
They be look up to me like God
She always on her knees
10-17, truckload the mob
I keep a trick up my sleeve
Hop in the Benz and I'm dashin', smashin
Fuck nigga, play, I'm crashin
I pull up for the walk
Throwback a Perk, an high like a balcony
Play with this clique with the switch on the back
With this bitch, it feel like some Acne
Play with that gang, I'm not havin' it
Know I'm gon' shoot like I hoop with the Mavericks
Twins, cinco, got it if a nigga need to reload
Got a migo, pull up with a thousand
Set up like he Nino
We get em gone the fastest
I got a bitch with the plastic
I turned her up, now she got an ass
Now she one of' the baddest
I talk my shit, cause I got a bag
And I gotta grow in Cali
When we touch down, we blow the cash
And turn Alabama to Cali
I'm grabbin' walk out the cabinet
That Tustin, that walk gotta have it
I'm grabbin' perks out the cabinet
I know the niggas who grab it
I see that cat gotta have it
B from the back, this lil' bitch and I'm stabbin
Drop on the opp and I'm stalkin' him out
I'm on his ass like a magnet
Bitch think all I do this fashion
I need to be in the pageant
I got this shit out to scam in the trap
I don't need foul, no practice
Neat lil' freak, this bitch got manners
Free my dawgs up out the slammer
Nigga play, I'ma shoot him on camera
I'm on they head like a antler
Know I got love for the drivers and scammers
And I got love for the dancers
Know we turnt, been lit, no countin
Can't fuck that ho, got standards
Turned the fuck up, linked up with the ville
Nigga playin', this bitch get popped like a pill
Bossed up, big cinc, gotta win
I'm in the trap, bust it up with the twins
Gave you a fix, you just need him a fiend
For Nelson one time and I'd do it again
Before I run the game, I'ma do the bend
Young nigga really be gettin' it in
For skin, free ju out the pen
Get shit out the head before I get the phone with the pen
Young nigga settin' the trend
Closed the back door, I ain't lettin' him in
I ain't lettin' him in, gang
I can't let him in
I fuck with the twins, gang
Summer up in, ayy, summer up in
Ayy, he play, we spend, gang
Summer up in, bitch, we gettin' it in, gang
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Written by:
Baytar Chisolm, Lamar Chisolm

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