Ragin Rose - GET UP! Lyrics

We screaming f*ck the ops, Late Night on overtime
We baggin dolla signs, bill counters Go round n round
Offer me no daps and pounds
Since we can't trust no clowns
I can not do no fakes, so bums is not Allowed
We screaming f*ck the ops, Late Night on overtime
We baggin dolla signs, bill counters Go round n round
Offer me no daps and pounds
Since we can't trust no clowns
I can not do no fakes, so bums is not Allowed
We screaming f*ck the ops, Late Night on overtime
We baggin dolla signs, bill counters Go round n round
Offer me no daps and pounds
Since we can't trust no clowns
I can not do no fakes, so bums is not Allowed
Bitch gone n Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up
Pulling strings now I'm Guipetto Petto Petto Petto Petto
Where We from We From The Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto
Where We bust and Let Em Go Let Em Go Let Em Go
You know dem 9s start bussin
I'm in the lab I'm cooking
Melody on punk rock shit, 70s Ashton Kutcher
I cough need Robitussin
Mix it wit a lil something
Bring you and all ya cousins
We lit up til the morning
I'm on my Rockstar shit
Lit up and start mosh pits
I got a lock on wrists
She wanna hop on skits
Talking bout you da shit
She wanna hop on this dick
Friends with benefits
Scroll up ma and join the list
Like you know when I'm with my Squad I never do no wrong
Now I'm hopping out my bag imma Put it on this song
Trippy trippy trippy you know I'm
Smoking on that strong
Drippy drippy drippy you know im Branded by Vlone
Bitch gone n Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up
Pulling strings now I'm Guipetto Petto Petto Petto Petto
Where We from We From The Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto
Where We bust and Let Em Go Let Em Go Let Em Go
We screaming f*ck the ops, Late Night on overtime
We baggin dolla signs, bill counters Go round n round
Offer me no daps and pounds, since We can't trust no clowns
I can not do not fakes, so bums is Not allowed
What you gone tell a man walking With purple eyes
Absolutely nothing that f*cka Been Told twice
Apply that pressure don't f*ck Around Don't let em test ya
Keep the clip up on the dresser, f*ck Around regret they met ya
Like oh he hard
That chain on shine
Insane on god
His brain on fried
Jerk triggers,Jamaica
Badmon he yard
Swiping cardies
Hit up parties, lluminati
Goyard!
Bitch gone and Get up off ya seat I'm Thinking millions
We running up tickets Selling out These pavilions
I'm thinking a milli milli milli off These mothaf*cking f*cking songs
Rest In Peace to X X X we in the Xander zone
Bitch gone n Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up Get Up
Pulling strings now I'm Guipetto Petto Petto Petto Petto
Where We from We From The Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto
Where We bust and Let Em Go Let Em Go Let Em Go
We screaming f*ck the ops, Late Night on overtime
We baggin dolla signs, bill counters Go round n round
Offer me no daps and pounds
Since we can't trust no clowns
I can not do no fakes, so bums is not Allowed
We screaming f*ck the ops, Late Night on overtime
We baggin dolla signs, bill counters Go round n round
Offer me no daps and pounds
Since we can't trust no clowns
I can not do no fakes, so bums is not Allowed