[Chorus]
Don't be up, you don't be up, n***a
You don't be up, you don't be up, n***a
I be up, I'm so up, lil n***a
And I'm smokin' on this 'Wood, ion wanna hit your Swisher
And I'm drinkin' on this lean, ion want none of you liqour
And your bitch wanna fuck me 'cause she heard that I'm that n***a
And my jeans and these Balmain's hold hundreds, n***a
Ballout as fat as a Chicago belt, but I ain't gon' fumble, n***a

[Verse]
Motor runnin', you should hear me before you see me comin', n***a
Diamonds dancing on my neck, so you know I got them figuers
Ballout is a boss, you know how I'm comin', n***a
I got so much money in my crib, you know I'm stuntin', n***a
Ballout birdman, you know I got that money, n***a
In my crib I got trash bags full of gunja, n***a
Got it for the low and I still be frontin' n***as
I gotta do whatever it take to get this money, n***a
Ain't dropped in a minute, but you know I'm comin', n***a
Independent on no rap to trap, doing numbers, n***a
Ballout wherе you been? Going dumb, bonkers, n***a
Got a Glo pad in the Valley and it smеll like Funyuns, n***a

[Chorus]
Don't be up, you don't be up, n***a
You don't be up, you don't be up, n***a
I be up, I'm so up, lil n***a
And I'm smokin' on this 'Wood, ion wanna hit your Swisher
And I'm drinkin' on this lean, ion want none of you liqour
And your bitch wanna fuck me 'cause she heard that I'm that n***a
And my jeans and these Balmain's hold hundreds, n***a
Ballout as fat as a Chicago belt, but I ain't gon' fumble, n***a