YBN Nahmir – Up-Top Baby (Official Video)

Lyrics for “Up-Top Baby” performed by YBN Nahmir

On my life, when I up, he gon’ freeze up
When it’s cold, I’ma stick with that heat tucked
It’s YBN, lil’ n**ga get your team up
Remember all the days I was broke, now my cheese up

Take a-take a L, bounce back on some new s**t
Kick a door, bounce out with them blue strips
MAC-10 and it came with a tool kit
N**ga try me, on my life, I’ma use it

I’m a Up-Top Baby, give a f**k about a white scale
And I ain’t sugar-coatin’ s**t, this my lifestyle
Up the chop’, let it blow at a big crowd
Now they see me on the news and they like, wow
Sike naw, let me chill, I’m a smooth n**ga
But I still bounce out with that tool, n**ga
You know I keep that rocket in my Trues, n**ga

With YG, you be dippin’ with them Ru’ n**gas
Real bad b**ch and she suckin’ on my d**k
And you really think I’m trippin’, if you think I eat the clit
Ayy, ayy, lil’ n**ga I’m the s**t
What the f**k I look like tryna eat out a b**ch Ayy
If my brother get to trippin’, then I’m trippin’ too
If my n**ga say he slidin’, then I’m slidin’ too
Hit a block, double back, we done hit a few
Bullets hot so they can melt ’em like a f**kin’ cube

N**gas know
If I up it, I’ma let that s**t go
Bounce out with poles
If a n**ga want smoke, he get smoked
N**gas know
If I up it, I’ma let that s**t go
Bounce out with poles
If a n**ga want smoke, he get smoked

If I ever go broke, I’ma get it out your b**ch
If I ever go down, guaranteed that won’t stick
Stitched lips, dumb clips, I’ll eat a lil’ b**ch
First off, free .. in this b**ch versuri.online
Shout out that n**ga Mozzy, know I’m f**kin’ with the gangland
Shooter gang, b**ch, Deuce Jojo let that thing blast
Know that four ton fizzy left a n**ga with a red tan
Hollow tips shootin’ out the clip like he Plankton
Plankton, Plankton, Plankton

Big choppers, hella clips, knock a b**ch down
Glizzy hella geekin’ he rock out with them Glocks out
N**ga snitchin’, he got popped right when we found out
New Rollie on my wrist, cop a chain in this b**ch
Knock a b**ch n**ga down when I’m dumpin’ the clip
Thuggin’ hella extra, while a n**ga up in that mix
And the turf never lackin’, b**ch you know I keep a stick

Never duckin’ no smoke and I put that on the dead homies
N**ga run up, catch a shot with your main homie
Fruity lil’ b**ch and that b**ch go insane on me
Better duck your taco when we slidin’ in that Range, homie
On my life, on my mama I’ll bust that
When I get paid I bet I’ll cop that Cadillac
You n**gas broke and you still shop at ..
And if I think you feelin’ iggy I’ma push you back

N**gas know
If I up it, I’ma let that s**t go
Bounce out with poles
If a n**ga want smoke, he get smoked
N**gas know
If I up it, I’ma let that s**t go
Bounce out with poles
If a n**ga want smoke, he get smoked…

➤ Produced by Hoodzone
YBN Nahmir 2018

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