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Dee Watkins Up

[Intro]
Ha!
Ayy
Tell them niggas, "Stop playin', nigga"
You know what the f..ck it is
Hey!
Hey! (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Too many racks in my backpack
Why would I beef out a bitch if I had that? (Had that)
I be wherever the cash at (At)
This a Hellcat not a mothafuckin' Scat Pack (Skrrr)
I'm makin' plays off of Cashapp (Woo)
Used to be broke I ain't goin' back
Straight to the top where I'm goin' at
I don't care what the f..ck niggas say 'cause that young nigga straight and I'm up
I was broke as f..ck
Till I ran it up (Bitch)
Gas got me stuck (Gas)
And I keep my pistol tuck (Yeah)
Who want smoke with us? (Who?)
This money I can't get enough (On God)
You niggas hate hangin' with us (On God)
Tell them a bitch 'cause I'm up (Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus 1]
Yeah
Up like the f..ck (Uh, yeah)
Yeah, bitch I'm up (Tell 'em I'm up)
Bitch, I'm up (Yeah, yeah)
I'm up (Up like the f..ck)

[Verse]
Look at my bitch she a show off
She suck that dick till I doze off
[?], speak on this name and my young niggas knockin' your nose off
12 get behind me, I drove off
I told her take all her clothes off
I get you knocked off for no cost
Put me in the booth, I'ma go off, bitch

[Bridge]
You hate to see me shine
You can't stand it, uhh (Can't stand it)
Bitch get off my line, you too mannish (You too mannish)
I got VV's on my neck, look how they dancin'
(Look how they dancin')
When you jump off in the water, you better not panic (Hey!)
But bitch it's--

[Chorus]
Too many racks in my backpack (Woo)
Why would I beef out a bitch if I had that? (Had that)
I be wherever the cash at (At)
This a Hellcat not a mothafuckin' Scat Pack (Brrr)
I'm makin' plays off of Cashapp (Bitch)
Used to be broke I ain't goin' back (Goin' back)
Straight to the top where I'm goin' at (Goin')
I don't care what the f..ck niggas say 'cause that young nigga straight and I'm up (Yeah)
I was broke as f..ck (Bitch)
Till I ran it up (Yeah)
Gas got me stuck
And I keep my pistol tuck (Five)
Who want smoke with us? (Who?)
This money I can't get enough (On God)
You niggas hate hangin' with us (On God)
Tell them a bitch 'cause I'm up (Yeah, tell that bitch I'm up)
[Post-Chorus 2]
Yeah, bitch I'm up
Up like the f..ck (Up like the f..ck, ayy)
Yeah, bitch I'm up (Hey, hey)
Yuh, I'm up (Hey, Let's go)

[Outro]
Talk your shit, jit
Talk your shit, jit
Tell 'em 'bout it
Talk your shit, jit
Talk your shit, jit
Tell 'em 'bout it
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
Tell 'em 'bout it
Tell 'em 'bout it
Ha! Hey!
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