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up anthem - sophomorenoir lyrics

[intro]
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(ha haaa, ha, ha)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(where you at, noir? where you at?)

[chorus]
why she all on me?
new kicks got no crease
b*tch, imma ride ’til the tank on e, ahh
i know how it look but it ain’t what it seems
don’t know why they keep on talking down on me
i call up lil duty, he hit ’em with a beam, ahh
i know that they hatin’ on me, but i’m up now
told the gang to bring the guns out
bad b*tch shakin’ ass, she got her buns out
you didn’t believe in me, boy you lookin’ dumb now
touchdown, la, where the sun out
i ain’t up for conversation, ‘less its funds now (if it’s not ’bout the funds)

[verse]
i’m locked in, i’m with the gang we comin’ from rags to riches
i wеnt and turned up the swag, and got me a bag, and now i been passеd these b*tches
i’m talking the cash, the digits
i see you going out sad about that lil’ b*tch, and i know you mad you did it
we the hottest in the city, f*ck it countin’ up fifty
bad b*tch, she saditty
this a ‘cat, it’s not hemi
we just ate up out some beni’
talk ’bout racks, boy we got plenty
they ain’t even havin’ no style, b*tch, they just copy what is trendy
f*ck that sh*t, my prices went up
f*ck that b*tch, ain’t give her no love
can’t give up now, get this sh*t out the mud
yeah i know that i got it, this sh*t in my blood
yeah they know who it is, back door to the club
no don’t try me, i’m crazy, get hit with that uhh
take too long to get the stick out the trunk
seem like everyone fake who the f*ck could i trust?
(where you at, noir? where you at?)
[chorus]
why she all on me?
new kicks got no crease
b*tch, imma ride ’til the tank on e, ahh
i know how it look but it ain’t what it seems
don’t know why they keep on talking down on me
i call up lil duty, he hit ’em with a beam, ahh
i know that they hatin’ on me, but i’m up now
told the gang to bring the guns out
bad b*tch shakin’ ass, she got her buns out
you didn’t believe in me, boy you lookin’ dumb now
touchdown, la, where the sun out
i ain’t up for conversation, ‘less its funds now (if it’s not ’bout the funds)

- sophomorenoir lyrics

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