7Up Lyrics

First day out nigga

Know what im saying

Nob, Pbe

Check me out

(Dum dum, dum dum)

We the ones who leved up

Millions I got 7 up

Gucci kicks im fresh as fuck

Put my wrist and bezel up

Flexing like a wrestler

Finnese you im a hustler

We narcotic smuglers

In the night we buglerers

I've been through the struggle but I've never been a strugler

I've been taking risks I swear life turned me to a gambler

You can have a bullet proof but we gon hit your medula

Real one gon give me applauds, hatters give me medula

Throw them racks up in the sky, watch them fall down to the floor

Ima spend it all today, tommorow gon get me some more

Asking me what I've been in to, pussy you don't want to know

Fuck the law, trying to talk about shit I heard or shit I know

Drop a big bag on your head, my hittaz gon scramble for that

Balling hard, I pass you the ball you bet not famble that

Told them niggaz call me money, the bank is my habitat

Real ones gon give me applauds, hatters give me medula

Oblangata, I'll be with them shaataaz na watakupata

Big stepper with a big yappa let it ratatata

Quit playing with me, fuck hakuna matata bitch I bring disaster

You niggaz with the slacking shit, we out here with tha cactus

She give me head like master, she just wants to fuck a gangsta

She cannot meet my standards no she know my sauce impeccable

Yelow dimond pinkie if I lose it it's irreplaceable

Your never gon meet a nigga like me, too impeccable

Dimonds like Pikaboo and I stay fly no red bull

The killi water you ain't never seen this rare jewels

My hands full, but I'm still juggling, still making moves

My appollo got rich but he still out here breaking rules

Still out here totting tools, and you look like a ratatoulie

We gon slime you like nudy, pull up with pumps and lil uzzis

Groupies in the jaccuzzi they just want to make a movie

They hate the way I move, but bitches love the way I do me