Kyrel - Up Lyrics

I ain't checking for a bitch
Unless you popping that pussy
When I say bitch get the money
Talking hundreds and twenties
Now what you doing, loving niggas
Must be 51/50
Money, money on my mind
Yeah, that's word to that Rih-Rih (Fenty)

F*ck a 'ship
Baby gon get on dat dick
Baby gon do shit
Shake dem tits
F*ck her baby daddy
Bitch say f*ck them kids
Super high
We gonna take that trip
You know what it is
We gon sip
We gon smoke
We in a zone, on edibles
We gon roll
Baby gon get that dough
Who tf they calling up hoe
Bitch you know
Even though you say you don't
Never saying what we won't... do...
Hoe I found you, and that old bitch ain't a factor
I hang with Apple gang, you just ·Hewlett-Packard
I'm a snapper, we are not same
Bitch this ain't a game
I'm in section gang, gang
You a gang bang
Lil smut
Real disrespectful, catch me in the cut
Come get that issue,
I'm a hurt his feelings, get that hoe a tissue
Upper echelon
Basic nigga you are a just a con
Y'all can me DJ Khaled, rack, I gotta another one
Feel da rays all my skin, shout out Natasha Bedington
NICKI, NICKI, get your sons, come... I'm just having fun
YUM, YUM, I done ate the flow
Lil bitch, well now you know...

Not a clone, I'm a real nigga, I am in the zone
I'll take ya hoe, take her to the O
That's all HE wrote
F*ck you say? F*ck you thought it was
Bitch I am a GOAT
I'm gone