Up To Something (feat. RDM)

(BITCH!) (GRRT) Up to something Know I put this smirk on when we up to something Playing with my top, man this ain't that You could get sent to something I ain't flashing wit no grip just know this shit gon' get to drumming Dub me way back when but now I'm up so baby no discussion If she too fanned out we fly her out and we gon make percussion Feel like Kevin Gates I beat her back out better not do no running Rackies out the ass, she couldn't pass but ima stick to thumbing Issa quiet place them monsters coming if you get to humming Bitch I'm number 1, not number 2 But bitch your dead last Catching flights to Cali with the crew There ain't no setbacks Now that I came up & since then I don't want to fall back They ain't want to f*ck with me that's cool But please don't call back on god Why they on my phone? Maybe it's just me that don't know how shit goes Why they on my phone? Just leave me alone Got a couple racks in my bag now That I made it out I done made it out good I done made it out and now they mad that I got paper routes I was on that couch, I screamed and shout I gotta make it out They said that I turned fake cause I got cake that how you view it now Been awhile Since a child Know I been wild wild Shawty from Jersey don't champ no Mild Brand new coupe bought the bitch no miles Shit onna hater got money bowels Chop go berserk if you dare move wild Shawty in the room screaming ou no vowels Shawty in the room screaming "ouuu" no vowels I was down bad now look at me now I was down bad now look at me now Look at me now I bet you miss me don't you wish that I was around That you could claim me like you had me lost & found But now I'm up & sorry I don't miss the ground Walking around I'm in the the cloud zone