Up 40 Lyrics

I'm finna get a big bag then I leave

Bitch I push this SRT, this hoe it got no keys

Paid a thousand for my kicks

But don't give a fuck about no crease

If they keep on talking shit

They finna just wake up the beast

Fuck peace, fuck two bands, we up 40

Mod the whip, think I went put Vlone Forgis

Bro a bitch, he be cap, he telling stories

Kicking back at the crib it's like four stories

Uh, try to run up on me you get served like I'm the best waiter

Trying to get that money, bitch, I'm gon' get my respect later

Try to do me wrong you get cut like I got the best razor

Process of elimination with opps like I'm a test taker, yeah

Hop up in that SRT, is you down to ride

They claim that they want the smoke, but they not outside

Lil' bro you is just a hoe, I'm not the one you should try

Got that stick right on my side

Send his lil' ass to the sky

Amiri jeans 28 my size

Bad bitch with them thick ass thighs

Don't run up unless you wanna die

Hop in the SRT we finna fuck up the street yeah you know that we finna go fly

I got a stick it'll fuck anybody that try me a man or a bitch yeah it's bi

You is a bitch and you know you a lame so you go out and try to put on a disguise

No you is not with the motherfucking team you is not one my brothers you not one my guys

Doing this shit it's too easy to me it just float out my tongue I don't even go try

Lil' bro he putting up shots everyday but he is not a hooper he ain't at the Y

Heater right on him his ass finna fry

All hits, bitch I am the goat, I cannot miss

I be getting to it I cannot just let the clock tick

If you hit me on some stupid shit you hit the block list

Was trying to figure out what lil' bro on, huh, not shit

Lil' bro he a fiend his pockets hurt still trying to cop Tris

Feel like DJ Khaled who told me to kill it I said god did

If he run up on me he get slapped like this shit Stockton

I just hit my brothers on the phone and said we locked in

He talking shit, but he is a bitch, that shit obnoxious

Why you coming 'round asking questions on some cop shit

Don't hit my bro up if you is not trying to cop shit

Which coupe be the one I'm finna slide, I got options

Bro used to punch every fucking day, he ain't boxing

If you ain't down to fucking ride why you hopped in

All this shit right off the fucking top, I don't jot shit

Bitch I feel like Curry at the three, I cannot miss

I make a hit every fucking day and then I top it

You ain't in the picture, used to be in 'till I cropped it

We the goats, bitch, when we walk in we make the spot lit

Bitch I'm finna dunk this bitch, I feel like Obi Toppin

Been running shit, how the fuck is this shit shocking

Bet when I blow up they finna come around, all flocking

Bro don't fuck with Batman but at night he be robbing

I just made a bag, okay fuck it, let's go shopping