FalseCris - MAN UP
I just been getting my bands up
I walk in with a stick put your hands up
You ain't wckd you can't understand us
That little boy ain't on shit, nigga man up
My bank account look like stanza
He want some smoke and we giving him cancer
Like T'Challa pull up in a panther
Shitting on niggas, go get me some pampers
★ Verse: FalseCris ★
Bitch yea she tripping, she tripped off a double cup
Remember we ran that first hunnid up
Just made a hit yea you know how we ran it up
Walk in the city they stare, yea they stare at us
Me and Vil yea we swerve in a big body URUS
You know how its tinted all black
Ride with a Choppa, you know how we ride
Yea we stay with a pole, yea it stays on my lap
Sipping codeine, yea I stay in doze
Look at the world yea its moving to slow
But we hop in a Rari you know we on go
We dodging the traffic we just hit the store
Grabbing the grabba we rolling up
We smoking the oops yea we blowing them up
We hop in a jet, yea we hop in a G5
We rolling the oops, we rolling a 3.5
In this wood
Talk yea we sending shots to his hood
762 bullets go right through the door
We aim at his head we aim at his nose
Call up my brothers they never gonna fold
We chill in the Rari, we spin the wraith
Running from 12, we ducking the jakes
★ Chorus: 777villain ★
I just been getting my bands up
I walk in with a stick put your hands up
You ain't wckd you can't understand us
That little boy ain't on shit, nigga man up
My bank account look like stanza
He want some smoke and we giving him cancer
Like T'Challa pull up in a panther
Shitting on niggas, go get me some pampers
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