You only got one life to live, might as well live it up
F*ck that talkin', f*ck that fightin', I got that choppa, sittin' in the trunk
This thot hoe, she want eat me up
I ran out of love and I ran out of trust
I'm throwin' the F cause I give no f*ck
What you talkin' bout? We love them sluts
Babygirl, I wanna get in ya' butt
I wanna f*ck and you wanna fuss
You can be with them all you want but you know that them niggas ain't us
BSY, I got ya' babygirl throwin' B's up
She wanna eat me up and G7 too and G-Way too, goddamn
I put it all in the palm of my hand
Why we beefin'? You can't show me a band
Long live 10, I stand on ten, for that man
I'm too high, like Peter Pan
Gimme my money, my dividend
Me and bro spin, like ceilin' fans
She wanna eat me up - Damn, I said that, like 2 times already
She get in my face, nigga, I just be like, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"
F*ck what they say, on the Internet, them niggas rah, rah, rah, rah
That G22, got 30 in it, go fah, fah, fah, fah
Now we laughin' at yo' dead ass, nigga, ha, ha, ha, ha
Bitch, I really need it, I need drugs
Uh, speak on Lil Kezzy, bitch, you gon' catch these slugs
Mhm, catch these slugs
Fddr, mmn, fddr, fddr
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I need it, yeah
All these drugs, they f*ck with my body, bitch, I can't stop thinkin'
All this Wok I'm sippin, I think I'm fallin' in my cup, nigga, uh
All these Glocks I'm clutchin', bitch, I'ma ball ya' ass up, nigga, woah
Bitch, I'm followin' ya' up
I'm puttin' ya' up
Hop in the car, we tryna come f*ck
He think he a problem, these 7.62's, they send 'em to a doctor, rip 'em up
Yeah, my brother he rep his 5 cause it's 5 of us
Long live 10, we slidin' with a MAC
Long live Kezzy, I'm tryna - Where you, uh
Like, Peezy, bitch, I'm a big homie, yeah
Don't move wrong, you know I got that bitch on me
Don't move wrong, you know I'ma buss it
Uh, move wrong, I'ma - Yeah
He lookin' too long, I'm clutchin'
Off them 2's, bitch, I'm bussin'
When I see 'em, bitch, I'll flush 'em
Uh, put 'em in the dirt, nigga
That Glock 17, it came with a beam, nigga
Came with a switch, uh, uh
Hddr, uh, uh, uh, dig up ya' ditch, nigga
BSY that gang, BSY that clan
Uh, uh
Last thing that he saw was that motherf*ckin' barrel, nigga
Last thing that he saw was that motherf*ckin' Glock
BSY G7 - Live It Up (feat. Riccy Runtz) Lyrics
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You only got one life to live, might as well live it up
F*ck that talkin', f*ck that fightin', I got that choppa, sittin' in the trunk
This thot hoe, she want eat me up
I ran out of love and I ran out of trust
I'm throwin' the F cause I give no f*ck
What you talkin' bout? We love them sluts
Babygirl, I wanna get in ya' butt
I wanna f*ck and you wanna fuss
You can be with them all you want but you know that them niggas ain't us
BSY, I got ya' babygirl throwin' B's up
She wanna eat me up and G7 too and G-Way too, goddamn
I put it all in the palm of my hand
Why we beefin'? You can't show me a band
Long live 10, I stand on ten, for that man
I'm too high, like Peter Pan
Gimme my money, my dividend
Me and bro spin, like ceilin' fans
She wanna eat me up - Damn, I said that, like 2 times already
She get in my face, nigga, I just be like, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"
F*ck what they say, on the Internet, them niggas rah, rah, rah, rah
That G22, got 30 in it, go fah, fah, fah, fah
Now we laughin' at yo' dead ass, nigga, ha, ha, ha, ha
Bitch, I really need it, I need drugs
Uh, speak on Lil Kezzy, bitch, you gon' catch these slugs
Mhm, catch these slugs
Fddr, mmn, fddr, fddr
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I need it, yeah
All these drugs, they f*ck with my body, bitch, I can't stop thinkin'
All this Wok I'm sippin, I think I'm fallin' in my cup, nigga, uh
All these Glocks I'm clutchin', bitch, I'ma ball ya' ass up, nigga, woah
Bitch, I'm followin' ya' up
I'm puttin' ya' up
Hop in the car, we tryna come f*ck
He think he a problem, these 7.62's, they send 'em to a doctor, rip 'em up
Yeah, my brother he rep his 5 cause it's 5 of us
Long live 10, we slidin' with a MAC
Long live Kezzy, I'm tryna - Where you, uh
Like, Peezy, bitch, I'm a big homie, yeah
Don't move wrong, you know I got that bitch on me
Don't move wrong, you know I'ma buss it
Uh, move wrong, I'ma - Yeah
He lookin' too long, I'm clutchin'
Off them 2's, bitch, I'm bussin'
When I see 'em, bitch, I'll flush 'em
Uh, put 'em in the dirt, nigga
That Glock 17, it came with a beam, nigga
Came with a switch, uh, uh
Hddr, uh, uh, uh, dig up ya' ditch, nigga
BSY that gang, BSY that clan
Uh, uh
Last thing that he saw was that motherf*ckin' barrel, nigga
Last thing that he saw was that motherf*ckin' Glock
F*ck that talkin', f*ck that fightin', I got that choppa, sittin' in the trunk
This thot hoe, she want eat me up
I ran out of love and I ran out of trust
I'm throwin' the F cause I give no f*ck
What you talkin' bout? We love them sluts
Babygirl, I wanna get in ya' butt
I wanna f*ck and you wanna fuss
You can be with them all you want but you know that them niggas ain't us
BSY, I got ya' babygirl throwin' B's up
She wanna eat me up and G7 too and G-Way too, goddamn
I put it all in the palm of my hand
Why we beefin'? You can't show me a band
Long live 10, I stand on ten, for that man
I'm too high, like Peter Pan
Gimme my money, my dividend
Me and bro spin, like ceilin' fans
She wanna eat me up - Damn, I said that, like 2 times already
She get in my face, nigga, I just be like, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"
F*ck what they say, on the Internet, them niggas rah, rah, rah, rah
That G22, got 30 in it, go fah, fah, fah, fah
Now we laughin' at yo' dead ass, nigga, ha, ha, ha, ha
Bitch, I really need it, I need drugs
Uh, speak on Lil Kezzy, bitch, you gon' catch these slugs
Mhm, catch these slugs
Fddr, mmn, fddr, fddr
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I need it, yeah
All these drugs, they f*ck with my body, bitch, I can't stop thinkin'
All this Wok I'm sippin, I think I'm fallin' in my cup, nigga, uh
All these Glocks I'm clutchin', bitch, I'ma ball ya' ass up, nigga, woah
Bitch, I'm followin' ya' up
I'm puttin' ya' up
Hop in the car, we tryna come f*ck
He think he a problem, these 7.62's, they send 'em to a doctor, rip 'em up
Yeah, my brother he rep his 5 cause it's 5 of us
Long live 10, we slidin' with a MAC
Long live Kezzy, I'm tryna - Where you, uh
Like, Peezy, bitch, I'm a big homie, yeah
Don't move wrong, you know I got that bitch on me
Don't move wrong, you know I'ma buss it
Uh, move wrong, I'ma - Yeah
He lookin' too long, I'm clutchin'
Off them 2's, bitch, I'm bussin'
When I see 'em, bitch, I'll flush 'em
Uh, put 'em in the dirt, nigga
That Glock 17, it came with a beam, nigga
Came with a switch, uh, uh
Hddr, uh, uh, uh, dig up ya' ditch, nigga
BSY that gang, BSY that clan
Uh, uh
Last thing that he saw was that motherf*ckin' barrel, nigga
Last thing that he saw was that motherf*ckin' Glock
Writer: Akaylam Norris, Rickey Dominique
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid