Up My Style
Juke 21k
GENRE
(Intro)
I know I’m the greatest my jewelry the latest
These niggas be watching these niggas be hating
Yeah, yeah
I’m taking vacations
Yeah yeah yeah, it’s juke, deauce ace
Woah, oh woah, aye
(Hook)
I done upped my style
Got the girls going wild
Chain hit bling blaow
Got her throwing in the towel
I done got my exposure
Rap sheet say soldier
Ain’t nan nigga colder
I thought I told ya
Yeah,I done lost my keys
Sipping lean I’m sleep
Big guap Master P
Ball CP3
White girls in the D
Just poppеd some E
Knock me off my feet
Oh woah
(Versе)
First off he ain’t taking my chain I’m knocking him off
And I burst off and I’m in a new lane these niggas pissed off
And when people see me they make me feel special
Put my brain in my lines I’m a straight intellectual
Want cocaine I got lines imma give you that pressure
I an’t paying no fines boy the police gon’ catch me
These niggas acting like denzel
You say you a shark but you not in that water
These niggas minnow like fishtail
Middle finger to judge I might fuck on his daughter
Geno leep cooking it make me go harder
Got this fur on my neck and it drip like some water
Put rounds in that tec it be hot like some lava
I keep funding my dreams I’m just tryna go farther, aye
I gotta cope with these problems and demons
Get this shit off my chest gotta roll up the best
Counting bands and I’m shopping at Neiman’s
I’m an eagle I’m fly I was stuck in that nest
Call my homie he bringing them trees in
Separation I needed they change like the season
Fuck lil baby I’m knocking her knees in
Got the flavor got sauce I got seasoning
Aye
(Hook)
I done upped my style
Got the girls going wild
Chain hit bling blaow
Got her throwing in the towel
I done got my exposure
Rap sheet say soldier
Ain’t nan nigga colder
I thought I told ya
Yeah,I done lost my keys
Sipping lean I’m sleep
Big guap Master P
Ball CP3
White girls in the D
Just popped some E
Knock me off my feet
Oh woah
(Verse 2)
I’m bout green
Shoot your melon yeah
Niggas claiming that they solid but they telling
And I will not chase no hoe, aye
I’m a felon, yeah
I’m addicted to this uzi mac-11
I want that hoe out my face
If she ain’t come with my cake
I’m bout my skrilla I don’t take no breaks
So like I said I’m bout green
Shoot your melon yeah
Niggas claiming that they solid but they telling
Oh woah ohh ohh
Yeah, it’s juke
I know I’m the greatest my jewelry the latest
These niggas be watching these niggas be hating
Yeah, yeah
I’m taking vacations
Yeah yeah yeah, it’s juke, deauce ace
Woah, oh woah, aye
(Hook)
I done upped my style
Got the girls going wild
Chain hit bling blaow
Got her throwing in the towel
I done got my exposure
Rap sheet say soldier
Ain’t nan nigga colder
I thought I told ya
Yeah,I done lost my keys
Sipping lean I’m sleep
Big guap Master P
Ball CP3
White girls in the D
Just poppеd some E
Knock me off my feet
Oh woah
(Versе)
First off he ain’t taking my chain I’m knocking him off
And I burst off and I’m in a new lane these niggas pissed off
And when people see me they make me feel special
Put my brain in my lines I’m a straight intellectual
Want cocaine I got lines imma give you that pressure
I an’t paying no fines boy the police gon’ catch me
These niggas acting like denzel
You say you a shark but you not in that water
These niggas minnow like fishtail
Middle finger to judge I might fuck on his daughter
Geno leep cooking it make me go harder
Got this fur on my neck and it drip like some water
Put rounds in that tec it be hot like some lava
I keep funding my dreams I’m just tryna go farther, aye
I gotta cope with these problems and demons
Get this shit off my chest gotta roll up the best
Counting bands and I’m shopping at Neiman’s
I’m an eagle I’m fly I was stuck in that nest
Call my homie he bringing them trees in
Separation I needed they change like the season
Fuck lil baby I’m knocking her knees in
Got the flavor got sauce I got seasoning
Aye
(Hook)
I done upped my style
Got the girls going wild
Chain hit bling blaow
Got her throwing in the towel
I done got my exposure
Rap sheet say soldier
Ain’t nan nigga colder
I thought I told ya
Yeah,I done lost my keys
Sipping lean I’m sleep
Big guap Master P
Ball CP3
White girls in the D
Just popped some E
Knock me off my feet
Oh woah
(Verse 2)
I’m bout green
Shoot your melon yeah
Niggas claiming that they solid but they telling
And I will not chase no hoe, aye
I’m a felon, yeah
I’m addicted to this uzi mac-11
I want that hoe out my face
If she ain’t come with my cake
I’m bout my skrilla I don’t take no breaks
So like I said I’m bout green
Shoot your melon yeah
Niggas claiming that they solid but they telling
Oh woah ohh ohh
Yeah, it’s juke
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