Up to Something Lyrics

I don't like to text no thots they always up to something

If I got the bag I gotta triple got to double it

Hope it don't go bad when I pop out with her in public

She don't like backwoods I brought a dutch and I said "stuff it"

Playing with my money that ain't funny that ain't funny

You is no finesser I got this shit in my blood ya

Put you on the stretcher since you really think I'm dummy

Might fuck on my ex and I know she down we both said fuck it

She just hopped in gettin dinner take out on the road

These boys be tripping swear to god stop acting like a hoe

You think I'm kidding

Pull up on me, cuz I want the smoke

Yeah I want the smoke

I know you don't, I know you don't

Yeah I'm sorry that your girl think that I am a star

I see you balling

Said you flexing, but you don't go hard

Yeah I'm cocky, that I know

Bitch I am dog

I've been crewed up

Now I grew up going hella far

Got that same fit put it on and I just do it better

She speak my language Baccarat on my new Gucci sweater

She want to tape it, drop the top, and then we'll watch it later

I'm under god

I know I'm hot

Can't no boy fuck with Baker

I don't like to text no thots they always up to something

If I got the bag I gotta triple got to double it

Hope it don't go bad when I pop out with her in public

She don't like backwoods I brought a dutch and I said "stuff it"

Still rolling up with my team

I need these cameras on me

I need somebody outside

I don't feel safe in this city

Might see me soon in dubai

I'm doing me and keeping clean

Now please don't fuck with the vibe

Got all these drugs in my system

I swear I think I'm on fire

I'm putting beatings on demons

Lil dummies wasting my time

Y'all need to stay out my business

I'm busy keeping it tight

I'm far, I'm way out of sight

My fault, you can't come with mine

I know you wondering why I'm still going I just don't see your signs

New girl been talking foreign to me I might spend the night

Working them double shifts got me feeling like who am I

Treat me like don a don

Feasting like Ramadan

I don't like to text no thots they always up to something

If I got the bag I gotta triple got to double it

Hope it don't go bad when I pop out with her in public

She don't like backwoods I brought a dutch and I said "stuff it"

Playing with my money that ain't funny that ain't funny

You is no finesser if I got this shit in my blood ya

Put you on the stretcher since you really think I'm dummy

Might fuck on my ex and I know she down we both said fuck it