Lu Rich & Mitch S Miller - Oup Oup

Like bitch I fucked it up
Swept under rugs
Is shit gonna be enough
To shut you up
I'm Out here riding with my thugs
New rappers suck
And they ain't never show me love
Give me a hug
Ridin' out here with my blicky
Do this shit I'm getting fifty
I ain't never leave my city
Cuz you bitches start to miss me
Did you miss me
That shit fishy
Shit so icy on my wristy
It's a problem that I'm crispy
With this crazy fucking flow
Do this shit like I run the show
Got your bitches knees the floor
I'm undefeated when I comes to those ya know
And I run it up
These bitches talking like I don't do this shit well enough
But it's selling huh
I am better bruh
Went hell and saw
The fucking man above
He said to man up strong
I'll do the best I can but I can't stand these song
These fucks can't even rap up on a beat that was a smash hit song
I got this shit all in my bag so watch these bitches all be wrong
I'm just sitting there and laughing like should be all along
You're just sitting there and slacking like you just Hit off the bong
I got 10 karats in my bag and I'm a beast like my name Kong
I got a bitch in the back
It's alright you know she got that ass
And I'm making all this grass
I ain't talking bout the cash
Cuz I keep that shit in bags
Said she down and she so bad
She came over, I ain't mad
Probably end up as a dad
Well
It's on tho
Like Rondo
Passing shit like it's a condo
No role models
I guess she really wanna fondle
Down the bottle
Getting rich like my name Donald
Make her waddle
Bitch I'm never letting off the the throttle
Got 10 bitches they all models
I spit the motto
Got this drip y'all need a poncho
I'm lit like huncho
Cheese and like nachos
I got these bands don't need no Lotto
Swing machado
And I know you need me in your life
So let's bury it tonight
Babe you know I'll get you right
Buying all the things you like
Man I'm bout to change ya height
On ya knees and with the pipe
Man I'm really worth the hype bitch
I got good habits
Yeah it's automatic
And her brain static
That's an empty attic
She took one tab
Now she DMT addict
My baby superbad
Whatchu know bout it uh
Whatchu know about me
Stu get cloudy
Dude don't shoot shot around me
You're drip down and I'm just drowning
You in the lost and found
I think they lost and found me
Cuz I been in the pound for proudly pounding cake I don't mean pound or sheet
I get around sheesh
I put em down sheesh
They hear my voice the panties dropping at the sound sheesh
Your girl is sound asleep
Ineffable we founded it
Yeah I heard your mixtape bro
Surprised that you is counting it
I don't mean shade tho
Word play is always great bro
Futures taking shape and I be molding it like play-do
Fun to play with Ima eat
And now I'm coming for this beat
Shout to mitch this ain't no feat
Collab attack a murder spree
My career is furthering
To whom I owe the courtesy
Me, myself, and I and ya know like one other person
My lines are fire your lines are white
I'm up in flames you're up all night
I got the smoke if you tryna fight
I'll hit ya nose like coke did right
Or maybe Covid right
You think you know this life
Well I think that's an oversight
Cuz I been high so much that I forgot what being sobers like
That stoner life
These rappers bite off more they can chew go fix that overbite
Whoaaa ya better brace ya self
I say that I'm making it, a hater bitch tryna just play shit
But I ain't gonna change it I ain't just gone fake it now
Look at me capture my youth
Woo hoo
Racking my brain now like shrooms doo
They back it up like macarena
I pocket your aunt, and your mom, and nana
And
Fuck it
Your family tree bout to get lucky
Walk up in this bitch like I am sorry cause I went and fucked it up
Class of '20 yeah what's up
Don't ask me about college 'cause I'll just tell you
Like bitch I fucked it up
Swept under rugs
Is shit gonna be enough
To shut you up
I'm Out here riding with my

Written by:
Luke Batho, Mitchell Miller

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