Step up on the track
They be like who up?
I'm tryna get the cheese
And I ain't talkin' bout no gouda
I'm here with my lil baby
Any you know that we be boo'd up
And anytime I walk out
You know I got my shooters
I'm just tryna get the bag
And make it multiply
If you finna buck the jack
You know I'm boutta up the fire
AK The Menace
You know I ain't like these other guys
And you cannot backslide
If you've been with the other side
You know I got that East St. Louis in me
On my mother's side
That mean I'm boutta rockout
Until my body drop out
Dissin' on my name
You could mess around, get knocked off
I'm cruisin' down the lane
While your shorty give me lockjaw
They know I'm the man
Hitta, what you sayin'?
I've been stolo surfin'
Through Deltona and DeLand
If it's up then it's stuck
Uh uh, it never land
You know that we sprayin'
Out the side of the sedan
Now I got one problem
And I'mma solve it, don't you hide
Two shots to a hitta head
He won't survive
Who you kiddin' me
Shots go off like Curry
When he hittin' threes
This four-five gon' rip a hitta memories
I'm posted in the bricks
Last digit seven, I forgot about the six
Eight bands in my pockets
Gotta show 'em how we live
And I keep a nine
Cause I'm posted up on ten
This is real life
Hitta, why would I pretend?
Sellin' since a jit
I had bands by eleven
Twelve get behind me
I don't know and I ain't tellin'
Thirteen with a body
Fourteen with another
I ain't sayin' which kind
In case they try to pull me under
Fifteen killers on speed dial
Leave you in the street
Like I'm littering
Sixteen when I dropped The Ticket
They like, AK how you do that?
Got 'em chattering like crickets
They know I'm a living legend
I be preachin' like a reverend
Have 'em shakin' in my presence
I'mma teach a jit a lesson
Amen, it's a blessing
How I grew throughout the pressure
I ain't end up on a stretcher
Now I'm the one applyin' pressure
Seventeen, eighteen
Nineteen, twenty
The rappers say they bout it
I be laughin' cause it's funny
They callin' me a savage
I'm the one straight out of twenty
And I'mma wipe your nose
Cause I don't play about my money
It's lil AK out
AK the Menace - Who Up Lyrics
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Step up on the track
They be like who up?
I'm tryna get the cheese
And I ain't talkin' bout no gouda
I'm here with my lil baby
Any you know that we be boo'd up
And anytime I walk out
You know I got my shooters
I'm just tryna get the bag
And make it multiply
If you finna buck the jack
You know I'm boutta up the fire
AK The Menace
You know I ain't like these other guys
And you cannot backslide
If you've been with the other side
You know I got that East St. Louis in me
On my mother's side
That mean I'm boutta rockout
Until my body drop out
Dissin' on my name
You could mess around, get knocked off
I'm cruisin' down the lane
While your shorty give me lockjaw
They know I'm the man
Hitta, what you sayin'?
I've been stolo surfin'
Through Deltona and DeLand
If it's up then it's stuck
Uh uh, it never land
You know that we sprayin'
Out the side of the sedan
Now I got one problem
And I'mma solve it, don't you hide
Two shots to a hitta head
He won't survive
Who you kiddin' me
Shots go off like Curry
When he hittin' threes
This four-five gon' rip a hitta memories
I'm posted in the bricks
Last digit seven, I forgot about the six
Eight bands in my pockets
Gotta show 'em how we live
And I keep a nine
Cause I'm posted up on ten
This is real life
Hitta, why would I pretend?
Sellin' since a jit
I had bands by eleven
Twelve get behind me
I don't know and I ain't tellin'
Thirteen with a body
Fourteen with another
I ain't sayin' which kind
In case they try to pull me under
Fifteen killers on speed dial
Leave you in the street
Like I'm littering
Sixteen when I dropped The Ticket
They like, AK how you do that?
Got 'em chattering like crickets
They know I'm a living legend
I be preachin' like a reverend
Have 'em shakin' in my presence
I'mma teach a jit a lesson
Amen, it's a blessing
How I grew throughout the pressure
I ain't end up on a stretcher
Now I'm the one applyin' pressure
Seventeen, eighteen
Nineteen, twenty
The rappers say they bout it
I be laughin' cause it's funny
They callin' me a savage
I'm the one straight out of twenty
And I'mma wipe your nose
Cause I don't play about my money
It's lil AK out
They be like who up?
I'm tryna get the cheese
And I ain't talkin' bout no gouda
I'm here with my lil baby
Any you know that we be boo'd up
And anytime I walk out
You know I got my shooters
I'm just tryna get the bag
And make it multiply
If you finna buck the jack
You know I'm boutta up the fire
AK The Menace
You know I ain't like these other guys
And you cannot backslide
If you've been with the other side
You know I got that East St. Louis in me
On my mother's side
That mean I'm boutta rockout
Until my body drop out
Dissin' on my name
You could mess around, get knocked off
I'm cruisin' down the lane
While your shorty give me lockjaw
They know I'm the man
Hitta, what you sayin'?
I've been stolo surfin'
Through Deltona and DeLand
If it's up then it's stuck
Uh uh, it never land
You know that we sprayin'
Out the side of the sedan
Now I got one problem
And I'mma solve it, don't you hide
Two shots to a hitta head
He won't survive
Who you kiddin' me
Shots go off like Curry
When he hittin' threes
This four-five gon' rip a hitta memories
I'm posted in the bricks
Last digit seven, I forgot about the six
Eight bands in my pockets
Gotta show 'em how we live
And I keep a nine
Cause I'm posted up on ten
This is real life
Hitta, why would I pretend?
Sellin' since a jit
I had bands by eleven
Twelve get behind me
I don't know and I ain't tellin'
Thirteen with a body
Fourteen with another
I ain't sayin' which kind
In case they try to pull me under
Fifteen killers on speed dial
Leave you in the street
Like I'm littering
Sixteen when I dropped The Ticket
They like, AK how you do that?
Got 'em chattering like crickets
They know I'm a living legend
I be preachin' like a reverend
Have 'em shakin' in my presence
I'mma teach a jit a lesson
Amen, it's a blessing
How I grew throughout the pressure
I ain't end up on a stretcher
Now I'm the one applyin' pressure
Seventeen, eighteen
Nineteen, twenty
The rappers say they bout it
I be laughin' cause it's funny
They callin' me a savage
I'm the one straight out of twenty
And I'mma wipe your nose
Cause I don't play about my money
It's lil AK out
Writer: Landon Weatherspoon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, FOUR SEVEN ENTERTAINMENT, Songtrust Ave