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UP (feat. Bandit Gang Marco) Video (MV)




Performed By: RKO Lo
Length: 3:28
Written by: RKO Lo, Corey Walker




RKO Lo - UP (feat. Bandit Gang Marco) Lyrics




Ooo lil b**ch I'm up Ooo
On hella drugs Ooo
Piss in my cup Ooo
We let the shots out the draco
We f**k em up Ooo
I let the b***h hit the gas once
Now that b***h stuck Ooo
My money taller than you
No I'm not walkin by you
You made a lil thousand or 2
I spent that sh*t on some shoes
Walk in the club with the rocket
Never seen you with bands in yo wallet
We be throwin this sh*t up in Follies
We be throwin this sh*t cuz we got it
We got it

Make them lil racks then I take that sh*t right to the mall
She say boy you be ballin I been doin this sh*t since I crawled
Hop in the wraith and take off (skurt skurt)
Pull up on ya h*e and beat the p***y till she quit
She spit on the d*ck boy this a freaky lil b**ch
You bet not be kissin this b**ch
Put on my shoes and I tied em up
Hopped out the Porsche and I ran it up
B**ch I had to get them commas up
B**ch I had to gone and double up
Audi I8 swerve in ya face
2 thots and they gay and they came to my place
Ooo hold you breaking the rules
You gone be breakin on news
See this pistol I'm takin yo shoes
We makin juggs in the hallway
We makin juggs and its all day
My pockets fat like Jamal face
You gettin no money you stalling

Ooo lil b**ch I'm up Ooo
On hella drugs Ooo
Piss in my cup Ooo
We let the shots out the draco
We f**k em up Ooo
I let the b***h hit the gas once
Now that b***h stuck Ooo
My money taller than you
No I'm not walkin by you
You made a lil thousand or 2
I spent that sh*t on some shoes
Walk in the club with the rocket
Never seen you with bands in yo wallet
We be throwin this sh*t up in Follies
We be throwin this sh*t cuz we got it
We got it

Ballin on em go Harlem on em n***a poppin sh*t I need a moment
State to state I'm pushin weight away I gotta make a way a n***a hungry

Lil b**ch I'm up on that gas 2 high to give u 2 f**ks get a pass
F**k out my face why the hell is you mad... Same mount of shots as the miles on the dash

I say do it she gone do it... Mix the gas wit the fluid
P***y n***a know u loosing... Had ya chance and you blew it

Had them b***hes making movies... Popping bottles in jacuzzi
Feel like biggie in my coogi... All of my b***hes they bad and they boujee

Killing this sh*t wit no conscience... Lay that pipe on a b**ch like a plumber
We don't focus on sh*t but the money (Run it up)100's stacked on top of 100s

We move thru the air like a echo... 800 a zip for the petro
Wicked wicked like I'm metro... Yo b***hes be digging me like I'm a shevel

Feel like im up Ooo

Ooo lil b**ch I'm up Ooo
On hella drugs Ooo
Piss in my cup Ooo
We let the shots out the draco
We f**k em up Ooo
I let the b***h hit the gas once
Now that b***h stuck Ooo
My money taller than you
No I'm not walkin by you
You made a lil thousand or 2
I spent that sh*t on some shoes
Walk in the club with the rocket
Never seen you with bands in yo wallet
We be throwin this sh*t up in Follies
We be throwin this sh*t cuz we got it
We got it
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Ooo lil b**ch I'm up Ooo
On hella drugs Ooo
Piss in my cup Ooo
We let the shots out the draco
We f**k em up Ooo
I let the b***h hit the gas once
Now that b***h stuck Ooo
My money taller than you
No I'm not walkin by you
You made a lil thousand or 2
I spent that sh*t on some shoes
Walk in the club with the rocket
Never seen you with bands in yo wallet
We be throwin this sh*t up in Follies
We be throwin this sh*t cuz we got it
We got it

Make them lil racks then I take that sh*t right to the mall
She say boy you be ballin I been doin this sh*t since I crawled
Hop in the wraith and take off (skurt skurt)
Pull up on ya h*e and beat the p***y till she quit
She spit on the d*ck boy this a freaky lil b**ch
You bet not be kissin this b**ch
Put on my shoes and I tied em up
Hopped out the Porsche and I ran it up
B**ch I had to get them commas up
B**ch I had to gone and double up
Audi I8 swerve in ya face
2 thots and they gay and they came to my place
Ooo hold you breaking the rules
You gone be breakin on news
See this pistol I'm takin yo shoes
We makin juggs in the hallway
We makin juggs and its all day
My pockets fat like Jamal face
You gettin no money you stalling

Ooo lil b**ch I'm up Ooo
On hella drugs Ooo
Piss in my cup Ooo
We let the shots out the draco
We f**k em up Ooo
I let the b***h hit the gas once
Now that b***h stuck Ooo
My money taller than you
No I'm not walkin by you
You made a lil thousand or 2
I spent that sh*t on some shoes
Walk in the club with the rocket
Never seen you with bands in yo wallet
We be throwin this sh*t up in Follies
We be throwin this sh*t cuz we got it
We got it

Ballin on em go Harlem on em n***a poppin sh*t I need a moment
State to state I'm pushin weight away I gotta make a way a n***a hungry

Lil b**ch I'm up on that gas 2 high to give u 2 f**ks get a pass
F**k out my face why the hell is you mad... Same mount of shots as the miles on the dash

I say do it she gone do it... Mix the gas wit the fluid
P***y n***a know u loosing... Had ya chance and you blew it

Had them b***hes making movies... Popping bottles in jacuzzi
Feel like biggie in my coogi... All of my b***hes they bad and they boujee

Killing this sh*t wit no conscience... Lay that pipe on a b**ch like a plumber
We don't focus on sh*t but the money (Run it up)100's stacked on top of 100s

We move thru the air like a echo... 800 a zip for the petro
Wicked wicked like I'm metro... Yo b***hes be digging me like I'm a shevel

Feel like im up Ooo

Ooo lil b**ch I'm up Ooo
On hella drugs Ooo
Piss in my cup Ooo
We let the shots out the draco
We f**k em up Ooo
I let the b***h hit the gas once
Now that b***h stuck Ooo
My money taller than you
No I'm not walkin by you
You made a lil thousand or 2
I spent that sh*t on some shoes
Walk in the club with the rocket
Never seen you with bands in yo wallet
We be throwin this sh*t up in Follies
We be throwin this sh*t cuz we got it
We got it
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Writer: RKO Lo, Corey Walker
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