Yo Gotti - Tryna Come Up Remix lyrics

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Yo Gotti - Tryna Come Up Remix lyrics

[Hook: Nino Brown] I'm doing my thang, pockets on full b**h I'm super clean, b**hes gone look Yeah you know b**h I'm tryina come up, b**h I'm tryina come up b**h I'm tryina come up, b**h I'm tryina come up Sipping on lean, smoking on kush Pockets full of green, selling george bush Yeah you know b**h I'm tryina come up, b**h I'm tryina come up b**h I'm tryina come up, b**h I'm tryina come up [Verse 1: Nino Brown] Talking bout what you gonn do, jump bad if you want to Loading up my fire, watch it burn the flesh when it go through n***as talk like hoes do, we'll slap them hoes too We don't f** with them f** n***as Ungrateful and unloyal My b**hes spoiled, 20 stacks in the louie bag No red and blue and no gang bang, louie parts in my louie rag Leave em all, popping tags, out of line, I pop your a** Gased up, chevron, that ak will stop your a** Counting cash I'm getting money, near a n***a can't take it from me He broke and hungry, my pockets full Look clean and I'm smoking good [Hook] [Verse 2: French Montana] b**h I'm tryina come up, 100 chains all on my stomach n***as did it ..we done done it, and your main b**h I don't want her 100 clip you hear that thunder, 100 years when n***as fumble 100 b**hes what we come through, 100 bottles until I stumble I be pimping like I want to, n***a slipping he's a goner n***as hungry, I drove out that dealer masi, doing donuts, catch a lick And I blow it, I pimp them hoes like a poet I smoke that kush like I grow it Hit the strip, it was snowing, it's that We The Best Coke Boys Hammers making no noise, give n***as 2 choice Come up or die [Hook] [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] Shout out to Khaled, we the best, we-we-we be getting money, you looking stressed YMCMG, salute to Stunna, 4 words b**h I'm tryna come up Dead to hold a hunna, any n***a run up, they get done up off the come up My life is Obama, I'm so presidential, you so sentimental Your b**h she got potential, and I'm so influential Hold up, these Nikes cost 2 grand, these shades cost 5 bands These n***as I mob with, I sold dope and I rob with CMG my squad thick, see how hard my squad hit 305 we clicked up, man on 1 that mob sh**, yeah [Hook] [Verse 4: Ace Hood] Getting this money I never do sleep, 100k I make that in a week 25,000 I hop on the beat, top of the whip so you know that it's me Balling n***a like Spalding, sipping that good Whatchamacallit, remember them nights, mama was calling out in them streets Gotta be cautious, n***as are plied, running your spot Hit a young boy when he's getting that guap f** them n***as, look at my wrist, oh you mad, take your b**h I'm in that ghost, holy sh**, stayed in the ground and it got me rich Stayed in the ground and it got me rich, got me rich, yeah got me rich I say b**h I'm tryna come up, out here till' the sun up Crib cost a mill, my watch another hundred [Outro: Nino Brown] b**h I'm tryna come up. b**h I'm tryna come up b**h I'm tryna come up, b**h I'm tryna come up

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