ฟังเพลงIt’s Up (Explicit)

It’s Up (Explicit) - Drake/Young Thug/21 Savage

Lyrics by：A. Graham

Composed by：A. Graham

Drake：

I love all my friends

Thinkin' about this life I provide for them

This world has some real things dividin' them

My right hand he's Muslim I'll die for him

My road manager is drunk as hell at 5 p.m.

I get knocked down they help me rise again

Ref 1 leave the game I'm sayin' bye with him

Drake turn this **** the **** up

Young Thug：

I don't care about my opps

I don't care about my opps

I don't care about my opps

I don't care about no opps

I don't care about my opps

I don't care about no opp

Yeah take a pic

Take a pic

Richard Millie no stopwatch

Let's go uh-uh

Take a pic of your lips gobblin' on my cock

Let's go uh-uh ****

I don't care 'bout no ************* watch nah

I don't care 'bout no uh nah

I don't care 'bout no high-end thot

Nah nah nah

***** you just a

***** you just a

Bystander

Christian Dior pajama Gucci up under body number

Drake：

I just picked up somethin' from Mercedes it's a one of one

Black exterior the one that I want red inside like that time of the month

Blood money that's how I got this blood money that's how I got this

We can vacation wherever we want 'cause I don't care where none of my opps is

I told the promoter tonight put me across from they section

We don't play patty cake they just be lettin' us in we don't do the inspection

I can't sleep at night with Thug at Cobb County Corrections

I think he did enough reflectin' I think my brother learned his lesson

It's all just a part of the game we all gotta roll with protection

And just like the ************* judge the hammers come out for objections

Nigga what's up

A hundred and forty-three Rolexes in my collection

I put the horns on the front of the 'Bach you know Drizzy gon' roll like a Texan

She textin' she love me the Mexicans love me I'm out here just makin' connections

And Junior Boy rollin' like Cinco de Mayo he may hold a fifth in possession

The way that I'm used to playin' the politics swear I could win the election

You niggas is overprotective with h*es I'm already over the next one

I'm at 48 with Ty and the vino we drunk it's not even a question

These niggas tryna send a message well leave that **** down at reception ayy

Young Thug：

I don't care about my opps

I don't care about my opps

I don't care about my opps

I don't care about no opps

I don't care about my opps

I don't care about no opp

Yeah take a pic

Take a pic

Richard Millie no stopwatch

Let's go uh-uh

Take a pic of your lips gobblin' on my cock

Let's go uh-uh ****

I don't care 'bout no ************* watch nah

I don't care 'bout no uh nah

I don't care 'bout no high-end thot

Nah nah nah

***** you just a

***** you just a

Bystander

Christian Dior pajama Gucci up under body number

Woo

Drake：

I just picked up somethin' from Mercedes it's a one of one

Black exterior the one that I want red inside like that time of the month

Blood money that's how I got this blood money that's how I got this

We can vacation wherever we want 'cause I don't care where none of my opps is

21 Savage：

You hang around too many niggas that's p***y you gotta be p***y

If it's on sight up your gun on me all that muggin' and lookin'

Yeah niggas doin' all that woofin' p***y

4L bomb **** walk inside the store that switch in my armpit

I go wherever I keep a Beretta and niggas ain't on ****

My opps together but I don't discriminate I got 'em both hit

Them niggas be lyin' they niggas be dyin' and they don't never post ****

No rap cap come out my mouth made a couple songs think he hot now

Hit his a*s up he think he Pac now broad daylight he got shot down

Chopper bullets make his a*s hop 'round bloodshed ain't no way to stop now

Goin' live'll get your a*s popped now seem like everybody want an opp now

Leavin' him flatline Slaughter Gang knife in the back I'm on that time

Turn him to a hashtag make him a "long live" niggas ain't my kind

Tried and true I'ma pop mine I was seventeen with a Glock 9

I wanna see red stop sign I wanna see red Clifford

She keep tryna rip off my zipper I moved to LA I'm a Clipper

He think with his d**k he a tricker get your ***** out the car 'fore we blick her

We put an AirTag on his car he in Miami by Brickell

Say hello to the four-nickel I got a magazine who got an issue

Givin' out smoke p***y my trigger finger broke

Don't try me like no ho I always let it blow

I pull up fah score nigga we caught him by that store

How much you wanna bet they a*s won't stand right there no more

I'm Slaughter Gang OVO

A half a million a show but I still walk in with that pole idiot

Drake：

Ayy I'm feelin' like 2 Chainz T.R.U.

***** I'm 21 ***** I'm not 22

Knockin' off the namebrand niggas in your crew

Heard you miss your dogs now it's long live who

Idiot

Yeah