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Paroles de la chanson If It's Up par Saucy Santana

(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha) (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah
Niggas be goin' beast mode and shit
I'm finna go gorilla though
(It's Trax season bruh)

I pick up backends, bitch (Backend baby)
You pick up pay checks sis (Hoo)
I like Crips, but it can get bloody (Crip)
With your mouth, you better watch that diss
I feel like I'm the shit (Yeah)
Rollie, Rollie, hittin' right on my wrist (Rollie)
Got beef? Then step into the light (Light)
You bitches all bark no bite (Rrr)
Just me, bitch, I be wylin' (Wylin')

Pimpin' niggas like Megan Thee Stallion (Pimp a nigga)
New day, new nigga
Money gettin' bigger
Broke boys don't bring figures (Hoo)
All black, bitch, I be mobbin' (Mobbin')
Solo Batman, no Robin
Don't push, I'm a killer
Wake up the thriller
Always bout my skrilla (Hoo)

If it's up, then it's stuck (Then it's stuck)
Talkin' tough? Bitch, knuck if you buck (Hoo)
I ain't come to play around
Run through your crew and lay that motherfucker down
My hand's itching, try your luck (Try your luck)
A firecracker, bitch, I'm guaranteed to bust ('teed to bust)

I ain't come to play around
Run through your crew and lay that motherfucker down

Act up when you see me (Bitch, act up)
Real life, no TV (Nah)
Oh, you blind? Hey Stevie (Blind)
Bitch, I ain't playin', no kiki
Ballin' on hoes, scorin' on niggas
Throwin' it back, he keep bustin' them triggers
Hood with the Hilfiger, boujie with Chanel
Birds on the way, bricks on the scale
It's a lick at the door, let him come in
Snatchin' his soul, won't see him again
Is you gon' ride? Time only tells
Time wait for no man, I'ma wish you well
Step in my ring, watch and see
Line it up hoes, one, two, three

Fine as wine, thick as a thief
Handlin' issues, ain't coppin' no plea

If it's up, then it's stuck (Then it's stuck)
Talkin' tough? Bitch, knuck if you buck (Hoo)
I ain't come to play around
Run through your crew and lay that motherfucker down
(Boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo)
My hand's itching, try your luck (Try your luck)
A firecracker, bitch, I'm guaranteed to bust ('teed to bust)
I ain't come to play around
Run through your crew and lay that motherfucker down

Yeah

Niggas really don't motherfuckin' know me
Y'all niggas act like y'all 'bout that action but I'm really 'bout my motherfuckin' issue
Stop playin' with a real bitch
Actually, stop playin' with a real nigga
Gang, gang shit, bitch!
(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha)
(It's Trax season bruh)

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