1up Tee Kumo Rooftop Lyrics

[Intro]
Bring the bottles out, 1Up shit on— (Classic)
Yeah (Okay, Jones)
Yeah, 1Up ain't no rap group, nigga
Tch, huh

[Chorus]
Bring the bottles out, 1Up shit on all the club signs
I make real nigga music, I can't make no club song
Five-star steak and brussel sprouts at Kumo Rooftop
Light ten in each pocket, that's just on the cool side
These niggas gossipin', they sippin' tea, I sip Miami Vice, huh
Before the annex came, we used to hit Miami nice
Had to stop tryna be humble, like a pimple, I'ma pop it
Swear these niggas ain't nothin' like us, been had dog shit since a minor

[Verse]
I'm a real facе, every time thеy see me out, they takin' pictures
Used to get my bitches took, look at me now, I'm takin' bitches
Had to cut some niggas off, I see how loose they make decisions
It ain't no smoke, it ain't no beef, my nigga, I just can't take you with us, huh, huh
Got the black truck foggy, all the weed smoke, huh
My bitch wear Saint Laurent, your ho still wearin' Shein clothes
In Puerto Rico, eatin' pico with some Chrome Heart jeans on (Huh)
I be so hard on myself, had to sit back and breathe, huh
They think I made it far, but this ain't shit, I'm tryna hustle harder I ain't too rich for no run, I still'll bust a corner, huh, huh
Still'll bust a jugg and spend it on my daughter
Mama told me, "Boy, stop postin' pack, that's how you become a target," huh
I go sit on the beach for peace of mind, I need some time, huh
You would think I'm deaf, before they switch, I see the signs
You would think my ex-bitch broke, every time she call, she see declined (Huh)
I'm out the mix, you see me out, you see a dime and see some Don

[Chorus]
Bring the bottles out, 1Up shit on all the club signs
I make real nigga music, I can't make no club song
Five-star steak and brussel sprouts at Kumo Rooftop
Light ten in each pocket, that's just on the cool side
These niggas gossipin', they sippin' tea, I sip Miami Vice, huh
Before the annex came, we used to hit Miami nice
Had to stop tryna be humble, like a pimple, I'ma pop it
Swear these niggas ain't nothin' like us, been had dog shit since a minor

[Outro]
I make real nigga music, I can't make no club song
Five-star steak and brussel sprouts at Kumo Rooftop
Light ten in each pocket, that's just on the cool side