Giddy Up

Lyrics

[Intro] I tell the trap giddy up, giddy up She's taking the wood, lumberjack She's taking the wood (Giddy up) She's taking the wood (Lumberjack) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: M Huncho] Shes taking the wood (Lumberjack) Shes eating it up (It's a snack) She's holding my balls (Run it back) Huncholini be the quarter-back Huncho started from a quarter, flipped and jugged a quarter Blowing, I'm like morta Stepping oso cautious The fed's hit me up with a caution (Caution) Cos I did a race in a moment (Moment) They soft and they creamin' like lotion (Lotion) I'm sipping my sorrows in potions, yeah So I can get closure (Closure) Pull up on my killer like po' up (Po' up) Pull up at these shows, tell 'em hold up (Hol' up) Pull up on these hoes, tell 'em roll up They went past my name to the scholar (Scholar) Scroll up, I got more cupcakes than Lola (Lola) Fashion addict, fuck the Gola Plug-plug-plug callin' he said "holla" (Holla) Legend in the making, I ain't with the faking, Gianfranco call me Zola They see me, they scate, roll up Trap giddy, Motorola [Chorus: M Huncho] I tell the trap giddy up, giddy up, uhh Two bitches shoot me up, shoot me up, shoot me up I meant to bag up, uhh I ain't here to fuck, nah, nah Suck it up, suck it up I tell the trap giddy up, uhh I tell the bitch shoot me up, uhh I tell the bitch shoot me up, uhh I tell the bitch shoot me up I tell the trap giddy up I tell the trap giddy up I tell the trap giddy up, uhh, uhh Two bitches shoot me up Two bitches shoot me up Two bitches shoot me up [Verse 2: Rich The Kid] Hold up, hold up (Wait ayy, ayy, ayy) I gotta double down I got a two piece (I got a two piece) I need a new free (I need a new free) She need a new g (Need a, skrr-skrr-skrr) Ooh, capers, nothing (Nothing) Pull it out on her titties, I'm bussin' I'm on that fuck shit (Shit) I got a young bitch (Bitch) Your bitch on my buggin' list (Buggin' list) Auto-mo, I done cut my wrist I got two freaks (Freaks), switch and make them talk to me (Me) I'm a G (G), the Roley is a masterpiece Ooh, I gotta double up (Double up) I got my money up (Money up) Bitch wan' pipe me up (Pipe me up) My neck, I iced it up (Iced it up) That's my Mamacita ('Cita) She's a real eater (Eater) Fuck her when I greet her [Chorus: M Huncho] I tell the trap giddy up, giddy up, uhh Two bitches shoot me up, shoot me up, shoot me up I meant to bag up, uhh I ain't here to fuck, nah, nah Suck it up, suck it up I tell the trap giddy up, uhh I tell the bitch shoot me up, uhh I tell the bitch shoot me up, uhh I tell the bitch shoot me up I tell the trap giddy up I tell the trap giddy up I tell the trap giddy up, uhh, uhh Two bitches shoot me up Two bitches shoot me up Two bitches shoot me up