Send Him Up Lyrics

High as fuck saw the reaper and then he sobered up

Cookout super packed and I'm just tryn bring this poles with us

Glizzy attractive brings them together like meeting

I'm to busy getting money y'all still busy playing defense

Back in 2012 I had the rock and I was captain

2022 I rocking Gucci I'm relaxing

Niggas tried to hoe me ain't forget bro was packing

I copped a new Glizzy

Ops ain't ever catch me lackin

Number one rule in the streets

Don't ever bitch and get active

I'm really bout action

Niggas know me I'm really a savage

These diamonds cooling up my heart cuz ima cold hearted bastard

They said I'm lane switching

Nigga I'm just good at adapting

Yea

Murder on my mind

I feel like melly

Choppers leave ya head inside this telly

Brodie tried to fake a drill ain't knew that I was ready

Glizzys would of left

Red just like spaghetti

Everybody know my right hand but the left one ion even post

Gram still got the avatar cuz he moving like he ghost

He only follow opps

Like a picture when they get smoked

Screenshots of head tapes my lil nigga cut throat

Niggas don't really know his name but they say Brodie a menace

Fixing niggas smiles I feel like Brodie a dentist

The opps ain't never outside whenever blocks get the bending

Every time they say it's up that be the place that we send them

Yea yea yea

Told me pay the tab

Why would I do that if it's free

A perky and water a put ya bitch ass on a tee

Leaving hot shit at ya door my niggas doing Uber eats

TLC could his be his nickname the way that nigga creep

Only dishing out these bullets

We don't talk about it

They could of left me at that park when I would walk without it

Nîggas know my body

Fuck it niggas know I'm solid

Lot of y'all ain't really fighting demons y'all just talk about it

Run up me a bag this shit ain't been a week

Designer masked up but this ain't Halloween

Drip on ever occasion

Can a spin a block or rock out shows

Long range curry ain't gotta be close to wipe ya nose

Close range Giannis everywhere I go I bring my bros

Put a pussy on a shirt he couldn't wear it to class

Brodie don't give a fuck bout nothing

Do a drill with no mask

A tell the opp to stop bitching nigga go get ya gat

All they heard was shot shots shots

And then my bro did the dash

Any finger on the trigger cuz the switchy on that

Cool to a t Come up out they lip and then we beating they ass

Add the heat to the gas

Chase em down it get back

Asked me why you ain't mad when you spit this shit

Ion gotta be

Last time I was mad when I found blood stains on my Prada tee

Brodie not even gangsta ain't waste a bullet

End up socking em

Body on bodies can light em up

Nîggas ain't hot as me

I smoked him and him and him that's a family pack

All his niggas gone you can't ask him where his family at

A solid nigga keep on balling with no strings attached

A made nigga I can pull up blick and leave em flat

Murder on my mind nigga