"Foot It Up" EBK Jaaybo - Lyrics
Foot it up on any n***a block, We do walkdowns
It's up then it's up
Ain't no phone getting talked at
The first time you touched flesh I know you hit him when he fall down
Oh we, I think it's time we bend the block again
Could really tell you how I feel cause I don popped a man
Another --- just got squashed n***a not again
He spoke on Slobe name now he got patches on top of his head
Tell me that all my opps ain't droppin dead
He got released and got spanked n***a welcome home
Real blood I'm present on every block I ain't welcomed on
I up my blick and it aint shoot aye what my weapon on
Don't know how it feel to be the MVP cause you never scored
Tryna knock every hoe, Tryna make him belly roll
She think finna be with me
Hoe that's what you got that telly for
I taught lil brody how to slide no I can't tell him wrong
And blood was acting like a donk now his melon gone
I don't
Get it ,Why these n***as playin
No I am not godly
I do skits with satan
There's hella n***as posted on that block so I just slipped through yankin
He only came through to post a pic them n***as slid through naked
Lil ass kid
Come to jordan court right now and get your ass whipped
Back flips
Tag him in his chest, I got tactics
Put some money on yo top Lil Rob gon grab it
The bitch run off with some cheese turn it to Madden Hit stick her
Body slammed her when I blitzed her I'm not cappin
Rapped a n***a for the gang don't ask the homies if I'm rapping
If I'm cappin, then I'm dying but the suckas know I'm sliding
Posting pictures in the hood for some clout but I don't mind it
Cause the score gon speak itself
Lately all my opps been dying
I was poppin on Instagram then duck low and bullets flying
Fully aint trained this bitch defiant
Foot it up on any n***a block, We do walkdowns
It's up then it's up
Ain't no phone getting talked at
The first time you touched flesh I know you hit him when he fall down
Oh we, I think it's time we bend the block again
Could really tell you how I feel cause I don popped a man
Another --- just got squashed n***a not again
He spoke on Slobe name now he got patches on top of his head
Tell me that all my opps ain't droppin dead
Foot It Up Video (MV)
Performed By: EBK Jaaybo
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Diego Gonzales, Jaymani Gorman, Cristian Jordi Bernal, ProdByJordi, Poke2k
EBK Jaaybo - Foot It Up Lyrics
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"Foot It Up" EBK Jaaybo - Lyrics
Foot it up on any n***a block, We do walkdowns
It's up then it's up
Ain't no phone getting talked at
The first time you touched flesh I know you hit him when he fall down
Oh we, I think it's time we bend the block again
Could really tell you how I feel cause I don popped a man
Another --- just got squashed n***a not again
He spoke on Slobe name now he got patches on top of his head
Tell me that all my opps ain't droppin dead
He got released and got spanked n***a welcome home
Real blood I'm present on every block I ain't welcomed on
I up my blick and it aint shoot aye what my weapon on
Don't know how it feel to be the MVP cause you never scored
Tryna knock every hoe, Tryna make him belly roll
She think finna be with me
Hoe that's what you got that telly for
I taught lil brody how to slide no I can't tell him wrong
And blood was acting like a donk now his melon gone
I don't
Get it ,Why these n***as playin
No I am not godly
I do skits with satan
There's hella n***as posted on that block so I just slipped through yankin
He only came through to post a pic them n***as slid through naked
Lil ass kid
Come to jordan court right now and get your ass whipped
Back flips
Tag him in his chest, I got tactics
Put some money on yo top Lil Rob gon grab it
The bitch run off with some cheese turn it to Madden Hit stick her
Body slammed her when I blitzed her I'm not cappin
Rapped a n***a for the gang don't ask the homies if I'm rapping
If I'm cappin, then I'm dying but the suckas know I'm sliding
Posting pictures in the hood for some clout but I don't mind it
Cause the score gon speak itself
Lately all my opps been dying
I was poppin on Instagram then duck low and bullets flying
Fully aint trained this bitch defiant
Foot it up on any n***a block, We do walkdowns
It's up then it's up
Ain't no phone getting talked at
The first time you touched flesh I know you hit him when he fall down
Oh we, I think it's time we bend the block again
Could really tell you how I feel cause I don popped a man
Another --- just got squashed n***a not again
He spoke on Slobe name now he got patches on top of his head
Tell me that all my opps ain't droppin dead
Foot it up on any n***a block, We do walkdowns
It's up then it's up
Ain't no phone getting talked at
The first time you touched flesh I know you hit him when he fall down
Oh we, I think it's time we bend the block again
Could really tell you how I feel cause I don popped a man
Another --- just got squashed n***a not again
He spoke on Slobe name now he got patches on top of his head
Tell me that all my opps ain't droppin dead
He got released and got spanked n***a welcome home
Real blood I'm present on every block I ain't welcomed on
I up my blick and it aint shoot aye what my weapon on
Don't know how it feel to be the MVP cause you never scored
Tryna knock every hoe, Tryna make him belly roll
She think finna be with me
Hoe that's what you got that telly for
I taught lil brody how to slide no I can't tell him wrong
And blood was acting like a donk now his melon gone
I don't
Get it ,Why these n***as playin
No I am not godly
I do skits with satan
There's hella n***as posted on that block so I just slipped through yankin
He only came through to post a pic them n***as slid through naked
Lil ass kid
Come to jordan court right now and get your ass whipped
Back flips
Tag him in his chest, I got tactics
Put some money on yo top Lil Rob gon grab it
The bitch run off with some cheese turn it to Madden Hit stick her
Body slammed her when I blitzed her I'm not cappin
Rapped a n***a for the gang don't ask the homies if I'm rapping
If I'm cappin, then I'm dying but the suckas know I'm sliding
Posting pictures in the hood for some clout but I don't mind it
Cause the score gon speak itself
Lately all my opps been dying
I was poppin on Instagram then duck low and bullets flying
Fully aint trained this bitch defiant
Foot it up on any n***a block, We do walkdowns
It's up then it's up
Ain't no phone getting talked at
The first time you touched flesh I know you hit him when he fall down
Oh we, I think it's time we bend the block again
Could really tell you how I feel cause I don popped a man
Another --- just got squashed n***a not again
He spoke on Slobe name now he got patches on top of his head
Tell me that all my opps ain't droppin dead
Writer: Diego Gonzales, Jaymani Gorman, Cristian Jordi Bernal, ProdByJordi, Poke2k
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.