"up now" lyrics
Ayy, bitch, yeah, ayy, ayy
I was selling shoes, you was selling penny grams
Left my momma crib, had 50 bands up in my pants
He want action, Teezo clap him, pussy boy get fanned
Is you a opper, why you staring?, thought he was a fan (A-A-Astroboy)
Ain't 50/50 with no hoe unless she got them bands (What?)
Need me Rihanna, or Kehlani, I can't fuck no fans (Huh?)
This rap shit fun, do it my way, I had seen my chance (Yeah)
Lil bro get mad, I seen some bitch spend my whole damn advance
Bust a jugg on a hit, I just dropped a song (Okay!)
Own my masters, so they know lil' frosty money long (Bitch!)
Me and [?] kinda beef though, we don't get along (Huh?)
Need them franklins in my pocket cause my money long (Okay!)
I was crashed out, 20, 15, poppin' Xans
Fast forward, new addiction 'cause I need them bands
I know they mad as fuck, wish they could see me in the can
If you still hatin', at this point that mean you is a fan
Watch every move I make, it's like they stalking me
Fuck a hatin' ass hoe, he tryna plot on me
Not a gangster, don't mean I don't got that Glock on me
Used to doubt lil' Frosty, now that bitch she tryna ride with me (Ayy)
I was down for a while now I'm up now
Never hated, I just wait to give a fuck now
All this money spent on [?] buy a bust down
If I'm shootin' and I'm scorin' you know it's a touchdown
Say they see me less 'cause I been doin' mo'
Need that electric crowd or pilot, pull up to the sto'
[?] that's a couple show
Call me lil' Frosty, cooked a double, bitch, don't need no hoe, ayy
Got a lot of haters, it don't phase me
Sit back and laugh when them pussies try to play me
Can't let 'em throw me off, they've been actin' shady
Told her we just fuckin', hell nah, you can't have my babies
I was selling shoes, you was selling penny grams
Left my momma crib, had 50 bands up in my pants
He want action, Teezo clap him, pussy boy get fanned
Is you a opper, why you staring?, thought he was a fan (Damn)
I was selling shoes, you was selling penny grams
Left my momma crib, had 50 bands up in my pants
He want action, Teezo clap him, pussy boy get fanned
Is you a opper, why you staring?, thought he was a fan (A-A-Astroboy)
Ain't 50/50 with no hoe unless she got them bands (What?)
Need me Rihanna, or Kehlani, I can't fuck no fans (Huh?)
This rap shit fun, do it my way, I had seen my chance (Yeah)
Lil bro get mad, I seen some bitch spend my whole damn advance
Bust a jugg on a hit, I just dropped a song (Okay!)
Own my masters, so they know lil' frosty money long (Bitch!)
Me and [?] kinda beef though, we don't get along (Huh?)
Need them franklins in my pocket cause my money long (Okay!)
I was crashed out, 20, 15, poppin' Xans
Fast forward, new addiction 'cause I need them bands
I know they mad as fuck, wish they could see me in the can
If you still hatin', at this point that mean you is a fan
Watch every move I make, it's like they stalking me
Fuck a hatin' ass hoe, he tryna plot on me
Not a gangster, don't mean I don't got that Glock on me
Used to doubt lil' Frosty, now that bitch she tryna ride with me (Ayy)
I was down for a while now I'm up now
Never hated, I just wait to give a fuck now
All this money spent on [?] buy a bust down
If I'm shootin' and I'm scorin' you know it's a touchdown
Say they see me less 'cause I been doin' mo'
Need that electric crowd or pilot, pull up to the sto'
[?] that's a couple show
Call me lil' Frosty, cooked a double, bitch, don't need no hoe, ayy
Got a lot of haters, it don't phase me
Sit back and laugh when them pussies try to play me
Can't let 'em throw me off, they've been actin' shady
Told her we just fuckin', hell nah, you can't have my babies
I was selling shoes, you was selling penny grams
Left my momma crib, had 50 bands up in my pants
He want action, Teezo clap him, pussy boy get fanned
Is you a opper, why you staring?, thought he was a fan (Damn)
