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Yeat - 2 Up Bad Boy Remix Lyrics

2 Up (Bad Boy Remix) Lyrics[Intro]
Man, I'm geekin' off this shit, I can't fuckin' hold you (Yeah)
Not no bitch, not no cash gon' get in the way of my soldiers (Shut up)
I'm with twin, he got blicks, it gon' send you over (Buh-buh)
Talked to Devil he told me "We got somethin' to go over"
Yeah, bitch, I'm tweak (Yeah)
Junkie lifestyle (Yeat, huh, Yeat, huh)
Yeah, yeah
Ha, yeah
In a week (Go, go), go, yeah

[Chorus]
Too many drugs, bitch mad at my juice, I'm a bad boy
I got racks, I got racks on racks, I got cash boy
Throw that shit, how you throw that ass?
Do my diddy, do my dance, yeah
Hunnid fifties, money fitness, hunnid bands (Psh)
I'm gon' take some shit right now (Now)
Oxy' got me fiending for this shit right now (Ugh, ugh)
I jugged a kid, I told him I'm selling PS5, and I ran off (Off)
You can check the receipts on еverything we did, evеrything we said (Yeah)

[Verse]
When I think back to all the shit we did
Did everything we said we was gon' do (How?)
Watch your mouth, lil' boy, we end up sending you shake (Phew, uh)
I got VS1 diamonds, this shit a lake (A lake)
Talking 'bout desserts, well lil' bitch come over, I need some cake (Cap)
You rap 'bout doing all them drugs, but all them Percs is fake (Phew)
If I end up OD'ing on these pills then that my fate (Ugh)
I done took a hunnid fifty milligrams today (Phew)
Man, I'm geekin' off this shit, I can't fuckin' hold you (Yeah)
Not no bitch, not no cash gon' get in the way of my soldiers (Shut up)
I'm with twin, he got blicks, it gon' send you over (Buh-buh)
Talked to devil he told me "We got somethin' to go over" (Grr)
Get the cash, boy, I get the mula (Cash)
Shoot a movie, man, it's shoutout Mula (Huh, yeah)
And they bite my swag just like a Barracuda (Huh)
I ain't ever switch on none of my twins, we too up (Too, too)
And we got that gang, got that gang, gon' go in it low
Blue money, blue cash, not no Loc (Yeah)
Y'all riding my wave, well, how's the water? 'Cause we in a boat (Yup)
I don't even post no shit online 'cause that's for hoes (Thotty)
Y'all be on IG, cap 'bout anything but anything that matters (Bogus)
When you look down at yourself, ain't that the saddest? (Yeah)
Slay, slay (Let's go), we the baddest
Cake (Go), cake (Go), green, looks like cabbage (Cabbage, cabbage)
L-V, printed baggage
I had to recollect all my thoughts
I'm too high for all this madness (Too high)
I get geeked, way too geeked (Phew)
Bitch, I eat, yeah, last week (Yeah)
I need sleep (I need sleep, yeah)
Smokin' cat, I'm Chinese (I'm Chi-)

[Chorus]
Too many drugs, bitch mad at my juice, I'm a bad boy
I got racks, I got racks on racks, I got cash boy
Throw that shit, how you throw that ass?
Do my diddy, do my dance, yeah
Hunnid fifties, money fitness, hunnid bands (Psh)
I'm gon' take some shit right now (Now)
Oxy' got me fiending for this shit right now (Ugh, ugh)
I jugged a kid, I told him I'm selling PS5, and I ran off (Off)
You can check the receipts on everything we did, everything we said (Yeah)