lil london bitch - it's up! Lyrics

Yeah
I think she like me
But i don't know, cause we don't talk much
I light that pronto up
Baby, i dnt smoke dutch
We dont need to check the score
Cause we already know we, up 1 (is that too much?)
Matter fact, we up several
From tht its next up (is that too much?)
Serve them drugs right in a letter
Ain see dem feds come (is that too much?)
Servin pounds of paraphernalia n dem bath salts
(is that too much?)
And my rifle came wit titties
It's a ass sault (is that too much?)
Yeah, my baby got a body n her ass soft (damn, on god)
I swear i fell in love with molly
Make me blast off
I rock a crop top
But baby ian criss cross
I'm on the blacktop
I ball on niggas
Chris Paul
These niggas faggots, on my dick i call em Chris Bosh
I tol my boi put down dat nic
Like dam i miss Josh
I can't go nowhere without this stick
And bitch that's on Jah
Fine bit she on tht spirtual shi
She say our souls tied
I'm wit da SS gang
We on suicide
I got the devil on my shoulders, i bet my shoes tied
I said "my heart cnt get no colder"
But i big lied
You see this big ah pants
They cover my shoes right?
I just hit ya bitch up
She sendin nudes tonight
White hoe, pink booty hole
That shi tight
New flow, I don't yea just some light
(just some light, just some light)
Yeah
I think she like me
But idk cuz we dnt talk much
I light that pronto up
Baby i dnt smoke dutch
We dont need to check da score
Cause we alr know we up 1
Matter a fact we up several
From tht its nxt up
Serve them drugs right n a letter
Ain see dem feds come
Servin pounds of paraphernalia n dem bath salts
And my rifle came wit titties
It's a ass sault
Yea my baby got a body n her ass soft
I swear i fell in luv with molly
Make me blastoff
I swear i fell in luv with molly
Make me blastoff