VonOff1700 - Up It Lyrics

Beat be too hard
Broad day, nighttime, you better, come on (you see the opps, you better up it)
Free my hood, nigga, f*ck your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga, for real
Free my hood, nigga, f*ck your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, nigga

Okay, uh, I don't give a f*ck 'bout rap
I'm still the same nigga that'll up it and bust it in public
She wouldn't look my way if I was broke
That's why I treat that bitch like nothin'
Three hundred shots, we Toss Gang
That's how we come when we up in the function (for real)
All the opps finna die, I know they mad as f*ck I done got me some money
Cracked a lil' joke on the gang and popped up dead
Now I don't think shit funny (his dumb ass)
All of the niggas that troll on the 'net
Them be the same niggas I had runnin' (his bitch ass)
Nah, I ain't shootin' from deep, put this bitch on his head like Andre Drummond
This not a regular Glock, got a stick and a grip
And the back of this bitch got a button (okay)
You see the opps, you better up it
Broad day, nighttime, you better bust it (okay)
Get loud with me, get shot in your face
I ain't finna tolerate all that fussin'
We layin' the belt on the opps
Treat they ass like a bad-ass kid that's cussin' (for real)
I was fifteen when I was droppin' them balls
Jumped right in the street tryna get me a bucket
I missed the drop on the opps, shit got me hot, my dumb ass was somewhere f*ckin'
While you was in school followin' rules
Nigga, I was outside somewhere thuggin'
Tell 'em free Melly, he wanna f*ck with the opps
I'm finna kill my cousin (for real)
Hit they block with a big-ass K
They thought they was gettin' shot at by some Russians
Say he a rat, we killin' him now, nigga, that shit is not up for discussion
Nigga, I'm young and dumb, I do what I want
I do not follow instructions (you know that)
Uh, shit, that Drac' so loud, I was shootin' that bitch, that motherf*cker had me duckin'
Bitch, this a SRT, I'm doggin' the Jeep, I know you could hear me comin'
Too much money been comin', I just checked a hundred
Lil' nigga, I'm thumbin' and thumbin' (for real)
Bounce out the V, I'm chasin' him down
You already know I'm the first one gunnin' (come here)
That nigga was talkin' that shit, when we bounced out on him
That nigga was the first one runnin' (his bitch ass)
Lil' Von off the 'Wood, he went and made him a way
That nigga turned nothin' to somethin' (for real)
We let him survive the winter
He come outside when it's hot, he gon' die in the summer (we clappin' him up)
I'm switchin' the V's, nigga, I'm tired of the straights, I'm finna go buy me a Tonka
After you give me some head, I'm kickin' you right out my bed and blockin' your number
I don't get old, I thought I told you, every birthday, I get younger and dumber

I'm young and dumb for real
Broad day, huh, you better, come on
Free my hood, nigga, f*ck your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, nigga
Broad day, huh, you better, mm, you better bust it
Yeah, I wanna talk it out right there
Or should I add that, like, that bitch hard