fists up

Lyrics

[Chorus] Put your fists up Keep that Glick tucked We gon' run up And he won't get up Put your fists up Keep that Glick tucked We gon' run up And he won't get up [Verse] Got this ice up on my neck like Adventure Time, bitch, I'm a king And my money is tall, it's a center, bitch, in the NBA like Yao Ming Yeah, nigga, you don't know my name? midwxst, nigga, search me up on Bing And I'm not knocking on no door, kicking in that bitch like a damn SWAT team If I'm being honest, I'm tired of niggas If I'm being honest, I'm tired of lames They claiming that they getting money, big figures I live in the night like my name is Bruce Wayne This a long night, finna roll me another She wanna come take off my Undercovers I need that money, my partner, my lover You don't want smoke, boy, I'll go fuck your mother Huh, and that shit is on God, nigga, don't try me, that's on me Oh, yeah, and I roll with my squad, nigga, you already know that we roll deep Oh, yeah, and he still work a job, I don't know why he's worried 'bout me I send the addy and they gon' slide, already know they gon' pop for me (Du-du-du-du, yeah) [Chorus] Put your fists up Keep that Glick tucked We gon' run up And he won't get up Put your fists up Keep that Glick tucked We gon' run up And he won't get up Put your fists up Keep that Glick tucked We gon' run up And he won't get up Put your fists up Keep that Glick tucked We gon' run up And he won't get up [Outro] Yeah ​wxstwrld, bitch Ayy, wxstwrld, wxstwrld, bitch You know the mo'fucking vibes Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Yeah, fye