Fat Trel - Giddyup lyrics
rate meft Slutty Boyz & Migos
Man, I just ran down with the set
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
I just fucked up the path
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
It’s like a derby with the merking
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Got them running
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
I go Kobe with the money, Joe and I go pimping
Can catch me in the kitchen, my wrist is just a weapon
And I … and he flex like he in the gym
All the work is like amigo, pack this for my Migos
I fucked up my sack but then I got a shot with Migo
Loudest of the pack, I keep the act up in my leaders
My watch, chain and wrist look like I keep them in the freezer
Man, I just ran down with the set
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
I just fucked up the path
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
It’s like a derby with the merking
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Got them running
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Got a 30 round Glock in the cut
Got a 3.5 in my blunt, try to run up on me, nigga, get stung
Got my old bands, every day I stunt
I do my own thing, nigga, I don’t front
I’m on the front line flexing with the punk
I leave a pussy ass nigga on the strung
Like they don’t wanna say what they want
If my bands low I’mma get it up
With the train 5.7 tell him to get his hands up
When I rolled up I’m slowed up
So turned up, I’m fucked up
Fuck is up, I do this shit, you need the distance
Truly distance, Slutty Boyz and Migos, bitch
Man, I just ran down with the set
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
I just fucked up the path
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
It’s like a derby with the merking
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Got them running
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Got ‘em running with another nigga, bitch
Got her … these street my rep, has to be my clique
Let ‘em keep talking so I know they still on my dick
Let me talk my shit …I’m at it again
Totting the fifth and I’m shooting the fifth
Reloading the fifth and just shoot it again
Fucking a bitch and her friend it’s a ten
I am not choosing … and I’m living my life and my life is a trip
And I’m doing just that and I’m at it again
Man, I just ran down with the set
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
I just fucked up the path
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
It’s like a derby with the merking
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Got them running
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Bought a hundred round choppa, hit ‘em all
To the park, to the trunk, lift ‘em all
Boy, I came for the work to be done
When I get it gotta go, get to y’all
That’s Ciroc in my cup, put the molly in the bitch, hurry up
South Beach in the state with a bad ass bitch
Way she rub my dick, giddyup
Get a trap, get a pat, fuck it all
They tell me go, what’s up, bitch let me get my plug
Duffle bag with a whole lot of drugs
Money low, I phone, get it all
Fuck a deal, hundred mill ain’t enough
Same night came back pussy nigga just strapped
What you looking at Jack, keep it up
Man, I just ran down with the set
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
I just fucked up the path
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
It’s like a derby with the merking
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Got them running
Gotta giddyup, gotta giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
