fists up

Put your fists up, keep that Glick tucked

We gon' run up, huh, and he won't get up

Put your fists up, keep that Glick tucked

We gon' run up, huh, and he won't get up

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, huh

And I'm not knocking on no door, kicking in that bitch like the 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

Yeah, 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 talkin' 'bout me

I send the addy and they gon' slide, already know they gon' pop for me (Du-du-du-du, yeah)

Put your fists up, keep that Glick tucked

We gon' run up, huh, and he won't get up

Put your fists up, keep that Glick tucked

We gon' run up, huh, and he won't get up

Put your fists up, keep that Glick tucked

We gon' run up, huh, and he won't get up

Put your fists up, keep that Glick tucked

We gon' run up, huh, and he won't get up

Yeah

Wxstwrld, bitch, huh

Ayy, wxstwrld, wxstwrld, bitch

You know the mo'fucking vibes

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Yeah, fye