"Mask Up" lyrics
Fuck, fuck
I got lil' Go-
I got lil' Goxan on this mufucka
Fuck, fuck
Can't see my skully 'cause it's masked up
Really addicted to it, I'm sleepin' with the cup
I ain't trustin' shit, I'm basin' with the stick
How the fuck lil' Goxan come up with this shit?
Walk up on a nigga, that's a money risk
Catch him whoop him, gave a nigga punishment
I can't listen to this shit, they fuckin' release it
If you pull up on me we get us a sacrifice
I done slapped like too many niggas wit' back of fye
Lil' gang wiggin', he see nun' but black and white
If you ever shop wit' lil' Lazer just know yo' shit spice
See 50 round drums and guns I get excited
Put my dick in her tonsils, I one night it
Only time I'm spooked when I see badges and shit
Me and lil' twin' drip, a pageant in this bitch
Sleep inside the trap, a pallet in this bitch
They told me walk in, I better not touch nothin'
They told me walk in the trap, better not touch nothin'
Lil' bru fix up yo' face, why the fuck you muggin'?
Put these racks in the safe, boy this shit ain't nothin'
Spreadin' yo' b-roll in the dead end we clutchin'
Sittin' on the end of the bed, bitch we fuckin'
I swear to God lil' Goxan a scientist
Drop my mask and I walk down on a opp
It's treacherous, you see nun' but dark shit on my block
In the black shit tip toe through yo' spot
Catch you lackin' chase yo' ass to yo' house
5 stars, lemme get in the G ride
I got my block hot everyday of the week
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout? These meds ain't for free
I told them folks RIP in the smoke wit' me
Got lil' bru in the back, he got [?]
Told that fuck boy drop dot since you in the field
Fuck boy know he don't want smoke, let's just be for real
12 can't smell the dope for shit, it's vacuum sealed
Lil' Fast on the stick, catch another kill
Lil' bro mixin' his drank with them fuckin' pills
You not no real smoker, how you know that za for real?
Lil' hoe askin' me questions like Doctor Phil
Whole Fast got Glock and we maskin' up
You just get in that smoke, we go back and forth
Put yo' fuckin' gloves on butterfingers
Shoot the big stick, it gonna wiggle
5.56 eat yo' body up, they gon' tickle you
Havin' accuracy, I can pop out wit' 2
Brought the Drac and the Glock, it be hard to choose
This lil' fuck boy can't run from the 7.62s
I got lil' Go-
I got lil' Goxan on this mufucka
Fuck, fuck
Can't see my skully 'cause it's masked up
Really addicted to it, I'm sleepin' with the cup
I ain't trustin' shit, I'm basin' with the stick
How the fuck lil' Goxan come up with this shit?
Walk up on a nigga, that's a money risk
Catch him whoop him, gave a nigga punishment
I can't listen to this shit, they fuckin' release it
If you pull up on me we get us a sacrifice
I done slapped like too many niggas wit' back of fye
Lil' gang wiggin', he see nun' but black and white
If you ever shop wit' lil' Lazer just know yo' shit spice
See 50 round drums and guns I get excited
Put my dick in her tonsils, I one night it
Only time I'm spooked when I see badges and shit
Me and lil' twin' drip, a pageant in this bitch
Sleep inside the trap, a pallet in this bitch
They told me walk in, I better not touch nothin'
They told me walk in the trap, better not touch nothin'
Lil' bru fix up yo' face, why the fuck you muggin'?
Put these racks in the safe, boy this shit ain't nothin'
Spreadin' yo' b-roll in the dead end we clutchin'
Sittin' on the end of the bed, bitch we fuckin'
I swear to God lil' Goxan a scientist
Drop my mask and I walk down on a opp
It's treacherous, you see nun' but dark shit on my block
In the black shit tip toe through yo' spot
Catch you lackin' chase yo' ass to yo' house
5 stars, lemme get in the G ride
I got my block hot everyday of the week
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout? These meds ain't for free
I told them folks RIP in the smoke wit' me
Got lil' bru in the back, he got [?]
Told that fuck boy drop dot since you in the field
Fuck boy know he don't want smoke, let's just be for real
12 can't smell the dope for shit, it's vacuum sealed
Lil' Fast on the stick, catch another kill
Lil' bro mixin' his drank with them fuckin' pills
You not no real smoker, how you know that za for real?
Lil' hoe askin' me questions like Doctor Phil
Whole Fast got Glock and we maskin' up
You just get in that smoke, we go back and forth
Put yo' fuckin' gloves on butterfingers
Shoot the big stick, it gonna wiggle
5.56 eat yo' body up, they gon' tickle you
Havin' accuracy, I can pop out wit' 2
Brought the Drac and the Glock, it be hard to choose
This lil' fuck boy can't run from the 7.62s
