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ups - boldy james & the alchemist lyrics

[intro]
(227)
it’s the jackson
where we at? (mafia, what else? yeah)
let’s get it (uh*uh, uh)

[verse 1]
came in this game with a buck and some change (ayy), quarter a key, eighty a g
if i hit it once, you can still hit it twice, plug told me this sh*t was taking a three
trap spot look like a haunted house, junkies look like the addams family (ayy)
i get the work and i front it out (yeah), auntie beggin for a half*a*grammy
melly say he got a eighth of wock’, i’m already off about three [?]
caught a line, i can dump the green and them jelly beans out in [?] port
melly say he sent the play for me, all a n*gga gotta do is keep racking (keep racking)
three trap phones slap boxing, catching pops all ot action (pops)
relapsing on that open road, got my seat fastened (had to buckle up)
fell asleep off the acorn, now a n*gga snoring like he got sleep apnea (shh)
flip his sh*t quick as a coin, sprite pink as lavender
pulling up foreign on the one, got the strip looking like east africa (east africa)

[chorus]
a n*gga play with blocks, gon’ lead to a bl**dy massacre (grrt)
when we slide, we handing out guns to each passenger (each ands every)
ain’t never made me nothin’ whether or not n*ggas was cut (not at all)
’cause we gon’ lay that demo down soon as we get the ups (grrt)
we hitting n*ggas flush, giving n*ggas the flush (doo, doo, doo)
might wanna tell his b*tch to get him fitted for his tux’ (fit him up)
ain’t never made me nothin’ whether or not n*ggas was cut
’cause we gon’ lay that demo down soon as we get the ups (grrt)
[verse 2]
hundred*round drum in the dracio clip (ayy), quick to give you f*ll*tio (yeah)
i’m tryna raise up the murder rate, increase the [?] in the ratio (blocks)
all of my [?] get ready, set, running from the narco in a chevy ‘vette (skrrt)
park close at the dark kick, get your car flipped when it’s heavy press (grrt)
heat sticker give me sunburn, send my hitters on a k!lling spree (doo, doo)
never met a n*gga real as me ’til the day i seen my son born (ayy)
it’s one life; one love, one king; you get one turn
it ain’t my fam’, it ain’t my gang, it ain’t one of my main concerns
where the early worms get birds, n*gga, burning opps in a backwood
dumping all of the asses out, just to feel a [?] with it
bagging up on the countertop, same n*gga breaking down the birds with you (chirp)
cut some girlie out at the roundabout, for now using her turn signal
still on that concreature wrist, know you saw my blinker, b*tch
don’t ask me ’bout no n*ggas you don’t see me with
sh*t is for the birds, n*gga, and i need a brick (ayy)
still on that concreature wrist, know you saw my blinker, b*tch
don’t ask me ’bout no n*ggas you don’t see me with
sh*t is for the birds, n*gga, and i need a brick (yeah)

[chorus]
a n*gga play with blocks, gon’ lead to a bl**dy massacre (skrrt)
when we slide, we handing out guns to each passenger
ain’t never made me nothin’ whether or not n*ggas was cut
’cause we gon’ lay that demo down soon as we get the ups (grrt)
we hitting n*ggas flush (hitting they sh*t), giving n*ggas the flush (ayy)
might wanna tell his b*tch to get him fitted for his tux’ (fit him up)
ain’t never made me nothin’ whether or not n*ggas was cut (not at all)
’cause we gon’ lay that demo down soon as we get the ups (doo, doo, doo)
[outro]
what else?

- boldy james the alchemist lyrics

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