Upper Hand
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Lyrics
I know, b-blur it ♪ C-C-Cas grind it I got love for you girl But I try not to show I can give you the upper hand Selling drugs and catching charges broke my heart I probably won't be up with a love again Do you really love me, baby? Would you hold my work for me? She would just do it to be a professor Then I guess I'm Hercules My niggas go real if that's finna jump her Got 20 shooters, nigga, pick a number My shirt and my shoes is Gucci That's why she give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer Give me hell while I'm bending corners Might take you to Benihana's Love make you do some crazy things That's what she told me My niggas wanna see me ball like Major Payne Now I'm feeling like Koby Bitch fucking on the first night, I ain't bought a thing And she barely know me Spent 20 bands on my mouth with Johnny Dang Still got a cheque on me Seem like the jury be keeping me sane I'm playing them part as I'm stuck in the rain My niggas still chopping, they stuck in the game For me there are crowds so stay in your lane I need a Megan Thee Stallion I spent ten thousand on a medallion Yves Saint Laurent on my feet, I be stylin' And my feeling like she from the island She know where the nut land and no callin' Baby, I'm not your man, I don't got it Nigga, this ain't off brand, it's Versace Nigga, you brought no bands in your pocket I went to east in the shine But give me my space 'cause I keep a rocket Got 24 hours, feel like I'm running out of time And I see people watching Keep my head above water I'm having flashbacks of taking drugs on us All the work in the car, they calling me a drug hoarder Probably never show it but I told her I got love for her Keep my head above water I'm having flashbacks of taking drugs on us All the work in the car, they calling me a drug hoarder Probably never show it but I told her I got love for her I got love for you girl But I try not to show that I can give you the upper hand Selling drugs and catching charges broke my heart I probably won't be up with a love again Do you really love me, baby? Would you hold my work for me? She would just do it to be a professor Then I guess I'm Hercules My niggas go real if that's finna jump her Got 20 shooters, nigga, pick a number My shirt and my shoes is Gucci That's why she give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer Give me hell while I'm bending corners Might take you to Benihana's
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:14
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 148 BPM