DJ 23 - Link Up Lyrics

(Uh)
(Yea)
(Real niggas linking up)
(23 on the damn beat, Real niggas linking up)
(Uh, uh)
Hanging with some trill niggas, hanging with some real killers
Hella big booty bitches in the whip, windows tinted
Pace I'm going, by the end of the night this bottle gone be finished
Tryna get drunk, let go of my problems till I can't even finish the sentence
What we doing? Link up
Link up, link up, link up
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)
Real niggas linking up, pretty ladies pouring up
Showing up with no I.D.
Nah, you can't get in with us
These lil boys be fed (Fed)
Gotta stay on point for the sweep
Put that shit to rest (Rest)
Finish you off, best to the game of three
I don't need that much time (Time)
Twenty minutes should be enough (Enough)
Blowing med, I'm blowing strong, this a healthy blunt
Being outside ain't really my scene, I don't like being around people for too long (Too long)
Getting paid for the walk through, I'm making sure that the backend long (Backend long)
Two three raise the roof (Roof)
Let's go bar for bar, you can meet me in the booth (Booth)
These hoes know the truth, they just like to pick and choose (Choose)
Let's go shoe for shoe
You ain't walked the miles that I did for some food
Hanging with some trill niggas, hanging with some real killers
Hella big booty bitches in the whip, windows tinted
Pace I'm going, by the end of the night this bottle gone be finished
Tryna get drunk, let go of my problems till I can't even finish the sentence
What we doing? Link up
Link up, link up, link up
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)
F*ck a Gen 5, I'mma keep me a revolver
Five foot nigga, but I'll knock you down to make me taller (Taller)
Mr. take your bitches, got em' calling me daddy like they father (Father)
He claim he got switches
My gang got artillery that's larger (Larger, bow)
Boosted up my motion in some months (In some months)
Huh, huh, huh, Body tired but I'm still on the run (On the run)
Oh nana, Beenie Man I'm poppin' reggaeton (Reggaeton)
Ha, ha, ha, Sometimes I get high just for the fun
Rolling za, I'mma real rasta (Real rasta)
Always surrounded by some family and patnas
When I stand up on the couch, the owner know I'm spending dollars
Put that shit on no designer, this ain't no Gucci or no Prada
Hanging with some trill niggas, hanging with some real killers
Hella big booty bitches in the whip, windows tinted
Pace I'm going, by the end of the night this bottle gone be finished
Tryna get drunk, let go of my problems till I can't even finish the sentence
What we doing? Link up
Link up, link up, link up
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)
Link up, link up, link up, link up (Finna link up)