Got Up and got Rich Lyrics

Me and gang pulled up smoking on runts

That little boy keep on asking for gas lil bro go get your own blunt

I'm hearing the beat and I get to talking yeah I don't do this shit for fun

They keep rapping about hoes and rapping about guns but I know that they don't get none

If one of you fucking with gwaupisaac I'm fixing send you to the sun

You really don't know who you fucking with I'm sure you don't know I'm the one

Yeah we don't be getting touched around here my homie got Fifty round drum

And you know that that bitch go dumb

Bitch you know that gwaupisaac the one

I only fuck with like Three of my homies I can't fuck with all of y'all bums

I can't fuck with none of you hoes I'm Fixing be doing like fifty a show

They're going to lie to your back and lie to your face but you Finn still call them bros

Watch me hop in a big ass rolls

Look at these hoes steadily calling my phone

Yeah You know I'm Finn blow up

Me and gang chilling smoking purple punch

All of this gas this shit in my lungs I swear to god this shit make me dumb

I don't give a fuck you only live once

We falling to death just like bungee jump

She look at gwaupisaac and that bitch gone jump

She look at gwaupisaac and that bitch gone blush

Look at me getting the bitch I'm passing the ball and I'm gone assist

We getting up we getting real rich this shit hard as fuck from when I was a kid

Yeah I remember when I ain't have shit

I was down on my lowest was down on my dick

I was recommending if I should just dip

But nah gwaupisaac got up and got rich

Yeah Look at him with Fifty blicks

Look at him toting a blick

Look at him taking a pic Yeah that bitch fine as fuck that's my bitch

You know I'm Finn get her dripped up

You know we sipping the mud out the cup

That bitch want to text me I don't give a fuck

I'm too busy chasing this money little bro

I'm too busy chasing yeah chasing the bag

Yeah I was down I was down bad

You can really do anything I made it back

Bullet go through his arm that boy need a cast

We hitting this lick come throw on a mask

I'm robbing this bitch but she is so bad

I'm taking her money who cares about that

Before I go sleep I go kiss my bag

I don't know if I'm gone live till tomorrow

Yeah look at them hollow tips bitches so hollow

That bitch is a freak yeah she finna swallow

I got all my money she said can I borrow

I'm slicing this boy with a fucking Katana

I ride with a glock and it got no bandanna

Extended clip long it look like a banana

I'm a put my next bitch up in Dolce Gabbana

Boonk gang that hoe but I'm no John Gabbana

I need all my paper I need all my commas

Feel like I'm future gone fuck up some commas

Eating 5 star meal and you eating McDonald's

I'm a aim at that boy take it off with a scope

He saying them prayers I call him the pope

He calling me gwaup but she call me the goat

No Tay K Tay K it's murder she wrote

I'm fucking with her I know that bitch is dope

Every Pill in my body and that's how I cope

Put the drop in the sprite I do not fuck with coke

I'm too good for this shit so stop testing me hoe

Get me off of this beat I keep talking my shit

Like I'm playing some poker I'm stacking my chips

They wanna see me fall wanna see me trip

I'm a let you know I ain't running from shit

Your life is an act I'm a call it a skit

It's getting too deep this that real shit

My most favorite thing is to make music

I just copped me some goodies the sender Gone ship

Bitch