Gucci Mane - I'm Up lyrics

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Feat. 2 Chainz

It’s your boy 2 Chainz man

Niggas wanna know how you feel bro

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

Okay

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

Okay

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

No pens on like an iPad

Them racks in my pants look like an iPad

I hit her with the 4 that’s my …

I hit it 2 times, that’s a slow dance

Look here, I ain’t got time for no romance

Cocaine avalanche, when I finance

I’ma laugh at you, I’ma throw a bone at you

Since you a chrome snatcher, I’ma throw a chrome at you

I ain’t mad at you, but she got me bent backwards

I roll another swisher, I don’t like to smoke backwards

Brick squad, back down the food…

Brick squad…she got a bandana too

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

Okay

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

Okay

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

Yeah I got that fire, for your fyi

Nigga did respect me, it’s hello or goodbye

All my hoes is dicking, all your hoes is trifling

Yeah I got a pistol but the bullets from a rifle

Yeah they call me …I got deuces on my coop

Put 2 swishers together look like I’m blowing on the flute

Yeah nigga we … we ride up on you

… and teddy bear, it’s not…the booth

Yeah nigga we winning, and spend it on these women

And I ain’t playing soccer when I’m kicking it in Atlanta

Say warrup to Louie, say warrup to Fendi,

Niggas know what we doing, I make it so I spend it

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

Okay

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

Okay

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up

I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up, I’m up.