"Up N Stuck" lyrics

"Up N Stuck"

Yozora
Rra-rra
Niggas know they ain't active
Stop all the cappin'
Before you end up in a casket

Got these opp niggas duckin' (Opp niggas duckin')
Shooter gon' walk up, brush him (Walk up, brush him)
It be all fun and games 'til we touch him (Blicky, the blicky)
Lil' stepper, pop Percs, get to buggin' (Gang, gang, gang)
I'm the type to start shootin' in public (Shootin' in public)
Said it's up, so it's stuck, I'ma up it (Gang, gang, gang)
If he slippin', it ain't no discussion (Ain't no discussion)
Broad day, face shot, blood gushin' (Blick, blick)

I heard they said they on timing
Get a lil' freak from the East to come line 'em
Blickys and twirlers gon' slime 'em (Blick, blick)
Where they from? We gon' kill they whole lineup (They whole lineup)
He was lookin' for too much attention (Too much attention)
But the gang get him checked off the hit list (Checked)
And them opp niggas cappin', they know they ain't spinnin' so stop all that dissin'
(Them opp niggas cap)
And they stealin' the drip, it's ridiculous (I get the drip)
Fell in love with them Glocks with extensions (With extensions)
With them switches (With them switches)
He keep on clickin' 'til he stop twitchin', glitchin'
Lift him (Lift him), drift it (Drift it)
Shooters slide through they block with a ripstick (On a ripstick)
Use the Wesson, it ain't no ballistics (Ain't no ballistics)
Point blank, won't shoot from a distance

Got these opp niggas duckin' (Opp niggas duckin')
Shooter gon' walk up, brush him (Walk up, brush him)
It be all fun and games 'til we touch him (Blicky, the blicky)
Lil' stepper, pop Percs, get to buggin' (Gang, gang, gang)
I'm the type to start shootin' in public (Shootin' in public)
Said it's up, so it's stuck, I'ma up it (Gang, gang, gang)
If he slippin', it ain't no discussion (Ain't no discussion)
Broad day, face shot, blood gushin' (Blick, blick)
Got these opp niggas duckin' (Opp niggas duckin')
Shooter gon' walk up, brush him (Walk up, brush him)
It be all fun and games 'til we touch him (Blicky, the blicky)
Lil' stepper, pop Percs, get to buggin' (Gang, gang, gang)
I'm the type to start shootin' in public (Shootin' in public)
Said it's up, so it's stuck, I'ma up it (Gang, gang, gang)
If he slippin', it ain't no discussion (Ain't no discussion)
Broad day, face shot, blood gushin' (Blick, blick)

He said, "It's up so it's stuck"
Catch an opp, he get thrown in the back of the trunk (In the trunk)
He gon' run out of luck
Bro gon' pop out the cut with a black with the pump (Gang, gang, gang)
Niggas always tryna bluff, always tryna pull a stunt 'til they ass in a blunt
('Til they ass in a blunt)
We gon' send him to the sun (Sun)
Couple shots to the māthā 'cause he playing wrong
[?] get a cab back (Cab back)
Make the treesh get the addy off Snapchat
Wrap a Taliban up like it's Baghdad (Taliban)
Hit him up, now that boy (Brrr)
Cover the plates, they can't read where the tag at (Where the tag at?)
You ain't know I pay shooters through Cashapp (Cashapp)
Spin in a skat where they woop up in [?]
Caught him in traffic, ain't know where the strap at (Where the strap at?)
Yeah, they know I'm trendin', still'll gon' jump in the car, gon' sin it (Sin it)
Yeah, I be spinnin', body gon' drop soon as I feel offended
Shot up they car 'cause the shit was too tinted (Yeah)
A hollow would stop that boy heart in a minute (In a minute)
Suburban got hot, so we bend in the Civics (In the Civics)
Let off so many shots in the way that he livin'
But pass me the chop and you make sure he's finished
(You make sure he's finished, gang, gang, gang)

Got these opp niggas duckin' (Opp niggas duckin')
Shooter gon' walk up, brush him (Walk up, brush him)
It be all fun and games 'til we touch him (Blicky, the blicky)
Lil' stepper, pop Percs, get to buggin' (Gang, gang, gang)
I'm the type to start shootin' in public (Shootin' in public)
Said it's up, so it's stuck, I'ma up it (Gang, gang, gang)
If he slippin', it ain't no discussion (Ain't no discussion)
Broad day, face shot, blood gushin' (Blick, blick)
Got these opp niggas duckin' (Opp niggas duckin')
Shooter gon' walk up, brush him (Walk up, brush him)
It be all fun and games 'til we touch him (Blicky, the blicky)
Lil' stepper, pop Percs, get to buggin' (Gang, gang, gang)
I'm the type to start shootin' in public (Shootin' in public)
Said it's up, so it's stuck, I'ma up it (Gang, gang, gang)
If he slippin', it ain't no discussion (Ain't no discussion)
Broad day, face shot, blood gushin' (Blick, blick)

Gang, gang, gang
Stepper gon' walk up, brush him
Skrr, skrr, skrr
Blick, blick, blick


mixtape: "The Blixky Tape 2" (2021)
22Gz - The Blixky Tape 2 mixtape cover
GTA
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Loyalty
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Toe Taggers
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Steppers
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Possessed
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Retaliation
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Said It's Lit
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Omerta
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Up N Stuck
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Spin
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Keep A Blixky
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
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