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Up It Lyrics by N7, Pwap

Apply Pressure

2020

[Verse 1: N7]
These niggas don't like me, they tryna belight me, your bitch my fan, she dyin' to Skype me
I'm in your bed, with my dick out, eatin' yo kids snacks, and using your WiFi, these bitches is triflin'
I never had it, but now that I have it, the gang goin' crazy, the haters still whinin'
They tried to flex on a nigga [?] then we got rich on these niggas, that shit perfect timin'
I don't smoke K too, bitch I let the K spray
Choppa make him dance like a nigga doin' the Nae Nae
Free my nigga Spitta, R.I.P Fat Tray
You a whole rat, nigga I'm a big A
Back in the day, used to jump with the bros
Niggas is squirrels, I'm bad to the bone
Nigga talkin' shit, I'mma pull up with a paper roll
Paint you like a picture, have you drippin' like a raincoat
Big ass booty, stick my finger in the A-hole
I can bet a quarter, you have never seen a bankroll
Nigga I be spazzin', why I gotta aim for?
Choppa, origami, make a nigga facefold
I should be on "Say Cheese", showin' off my queso
Bitch you a fan, you gon' do what I say so

[Interlude: Pwap & N7]
Woo, you already know what the fuck goin' on
Petty Wap in this motherfucker
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I never gave a fuck of a nigga or a bitch
On god, these niggas see a young nigga shinin'
These bitches see a young nigga shinin'
On god, we the opps
Free the opps, bitch
Woo!
Petty Wap

[Verse 2: Pwap]
You payin' for pussy, you goin' out sad
Go get some money, don't you want a bag?
I came out from nothin', now these niggas mad
[?] in my pocket, I set you on yo' ass
I'm drunk in a Uber, I don't want no crash
I still got my pole up, don't reach for my cash
I'm fuckin' on models in the bubble bath
I hit up [?] for the fuckin' cash
I hit the [?] with my brother Cash
We breakin' yo pockets like they made of glass
Eat up the beat, yo' bitch gettin' thrashed
Yo' bitch eat the meat, drop kids on her ass
Hold up, let me bring that shit back
Yo' bitch eat the beat like a cup of noodles
I'm with the Ruger like a toaster strudel
Niggas is bitches, let's call em' a poodle
Don't fuck with bitches [?]
I'm the king, I feel like the [?]
Beam at his head like a [?]
I'm a real nigga, I don't need no shoota
Don't love no bitches, I got love for my jeweler

[Outro: Pwap]
On god!
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About “Up It” by N7

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"Up It" appears on "Apply Pressure" in 2020.

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