2 Up

[Chorus: Blade Brown]
I don't listen to no music
All I play is guwop
You was on your 1st brick
Man I was already 2 up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
I don't listen to no music
All I play is guwop
You was on your 1st brick
Man i was already 2 up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up

[Verse 1: Blade Brown]
I don't listen to no music
All I play is Gucci
I'm a rapper that's got shooters
You can call me Boosie
Roll wid me a couple days
I swear it's like a movie
In the spa wid the plug
Talking bricks in the fucking jacuzzi
Only 17 olders was tryna recruit me
Little devil that's a shooter
They calling me Rooney
Now they calling me looney
Wild packin' niggas 'round me
I call them the goonies
Bangin' first day out
When niggas strugglin' in that drought
I was reloadin' all the workers-dem
They had a bag of shots in their mouth
I was playin' that trap back
New York wid a fat stack
20K I splashed that
Me and Sincere nigga match that
Back to '010
Playin' Everybody Looking
Walk in my trap yard
Everybody's cookin'
Pardon me while I reminisce
About bare racks and hella bricks
If I got ten, I'm sellin' six
And I break the rest into hella bits

[Chorus: Blade Brown]
I don't listen to no music
All I play is guwop
You was on your 1st brick
Man I was already 2 up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
I don't listen to no music
All I play is guwop
You was on your 1st brick
Man i was already 2 up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up

[Verse 2: SDG]
Early morning gettin' up
Catch me cheffin' up
This plug is tryna raise the price
I feel to set him up
I got my certi lincoln ready
I don't give a fuck
You say you got that belly
You can get that tummy tucked
I play that guwop
And fuck up a few pots
Let that lock and rerock
Shoebox, no reeboks
Just brick money and a g-lock
Should just ease off
See me cuttin' through the blocks
Or cuttin' down a crop
Set my shot up anywhere
'til the spot gets hot
I might just pop up anywhere
And show you what I got
This time I play dirty
Crept[Krept] in wid a wap
Snuck in through the back door
And no one clocked
I got my guwop kicks, wid a matching top
In my BXB, and the pyrex hot
Separation confirmed
Watch homeboy get burned
While trap money gets earned
These lessons with get learned

[Chorus: Blade Brown]
I don't listen to no music
All I play is guwop
You was on your 1st brick
Man I was already 2 up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
I don't listen to no music
All i play is guwop
You was on your 1st brick
Man I was already 2 up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up
So much buj up in the yard
I nearly threw up