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New Flick Video (MV)




Performed By: AnteUp
Length: 2:48
Written by: Philip Martin




AnteUp - New Flick Lyrics
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Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
All on my neck All on my wrist
Come check my flex cant do it Like this
Go tell ya man my gun with the Fizz
Ammo like words FMJ when I Spit
Im like a sniper I aim and I Hit
Machine gun type flow keep Loading the clips
I'm in the airforce And Nike My kicks
I roll with the punches and keep myself Lit
All of yall love this used to talk Shit
Now you a groupie suck on my Dick
I light a doobie and handle my Biz
Cause all of yall poison Like Scorpions Kiss
I just avoid it your shooters They missed
Never say sorry to those that I Dissed
They can just see me take top The lists
Then ima move in and mack On they bitch
I like to laugh as I watch em get Pissed
Then ima laugh as they watch Me get rich
Rich rich rich rich aggghh
I'm on my shits and my hollows Be tip
I brought work and It come Down the strip
I saw your clique made all of Them dip
Yes I be Ante pull all of my Chips
All in this Rap I put all of these Gifts
All on this track I count all of These rifts
Bring me a Mack and im Packing a spliff
Take a step back fade away Swish
I took a dream and made it a Wish
Wished for these goals Inherited it
Dreamt of a wife found me a Bitch
Wished for these hoes to pray For the kid
Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
Yeah I walk the walk I merk Anyone in the booth
Erry body talks but not erry One speaks the truth
Pulling all them shots and Around my neck put the noose
Playing hang man out in gang Land erry body here shoots
No one makes it outta here Dying all with our roots
No lying don't know no Zion I'm trying to find the loot
Toe tagging and money Bagging the ops stay in pursuit
I'm slaying and out here Swagging just trying to whip a Coup
They hating but we still playing
With guns like twenty twos
Out here on my block you get Slumped for your shoes
I always got my pumps to buck Em up let them loose
And when I link the gang we Just a room full of goons
Yeah when I link the gang we Just a room full of fools
Brother out here with me got The belt with the tools
Shoota out here with me turn Ya brain to a pool
Cranium to a stadium lost ya Life for a jewel
Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
I'm Lit check the bank receipt
It's filling in my vacancy
I'm flying where it's taking me
Parts of me away from me
Parts of you away from you
And aint no heaven taken you
We rolling here with satan too
Dancing like some demons do
We rolling here with satan too
Dancing like some demons do
AnteUp Bitches
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Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
All on my neck All on my wrist
Come check my flex cant do it Like this
Go tell ya man my gun with the Fizz
Ammo like words FMJ when I Spit
Im like a sniper I aim and I Hit
Machine gun type flow keep Loading the clips
I'm in the airforce And Nike My kicks
I roll with the punches and keep myself Lit
All of yall love this used to talk Shit
Now you a groupie suck on my Dick
I light a doobie and handle my Biz
Cause all of yall poison Like Scorpions Kiss
I just avoid it your shooters They missed
Never say sorry to those that I Dissed
They can just see me take top The lists
Then ima move in and mack On they bitch
I like to laugh as I watch em get Pissed
Then ima laugh as they watch Me get rich
Rich rich rich rich aggghh
I'm on my shits and my hollows Be tip
I brought work and It come Down the strip
I saw your clique made all of Them dip
Yes I be Ante pull all of my Chips
All in this Rap I put all of these Gifts
All on this track I count all of These rifts
Bring me a Mack and im Packing a spliff
Take a step back fade away Swish
I took a dream and made it a Wish
Wished for these goals Inherited it
Dreamt of a wife found me a Bitch
Wished for these hoes to pray For the kid
Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
Yeah I walk the walk I merk Anyone in the booth
Erry body talks but not erry One speaks the truth
Pulling all them shots and Around my neck put the noose
Playing hang man out in gang Land erry body here shoots
No one makes it outta here Dying all with our roots
No lying don't know no Zion I'm trying to find the loot
Toe tagging and money Bagging the ops stay in pursuit
I'm slaying and out here Swagging just trying to whip a Coup
They hating but we still playing
With guns like twenty twos
Out here on my block you get Slumped for your shoes
I always got my pumps to buck Em up let them loose
And when I link the gang we Just a room full of goons
Yeah when I link the gang we Just a room full of fools
Brother out here with me got The belt with the tools
Shoota out here with me turn Ya brain to a pool
Cranium to a stadium lost ya Life for a jewel
Yeah My wrist full of luxury
Big clique and they gun for me
Big gun keep me company
New flick if you come for me
I'm Lit check the bank receipt
It's filling in my vacancy
I'm flying where it's taking me
Parts of me away from me
Parts of you away from you
And aint no heaven taken you
We rolling here with satan too
Dancing like some demons do
We rolling here with satan too
Dancing like some demons do
AnteUp Bitches
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Writer: Philip Martin
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