Up it and spark ft. Prod.RealBeatzz Lyrics

DD

You get hit with the mac I'm a flash in the dark

Like God, like birdy You in too far

Like shots fired, nigga, I hit in the spray

In a run up on me, all I do is just spark

My brudder be tough, he died in the car

Like fuck your game that nigga narc

Like broke out the chop That's just how we live it

You gon' get hit, nigga, try to be talket

Like JB, he fell in the car Like G30 died, he ran out of oz

I be smokin' that pack, got me lit as a bitch

If you run up, nigga, you gettin' a stitch

Like Brd be sendin' a message, he cap

He's not ready to leave, shit's black

I can solve all my problems with violence, yeah

Cause I don't know how to act

Like you ready for this

Like I be ready to hit his shit

Like if I be ready, then I gotta get

Like that nigga had died, but he said I ain't get

Like you gon' be who I go catch

Like niggas be talkin' I wreck

Like, ah, I gotta stay

Bitch, I can't stop doin' my thing

Up it and spark , he know I'm on a smart

Iron on me like im Tony Stark

Right now I am a flame, my foot was a spark

My fire ignited from deep in my heart

Baby with me, she pepper to my pot

Smokin' my pot, I do that shit a lot

Smokin' up on it my favorite part

Up it and spark, up it and spark

Up the gun, put it to your heart

Let the bullets rip it apart

It's better close than at a afar

Her shit, we're over , I brought her my car

Up it and spark, up it and spark

Up it and spark, huh, yeah

Up it and spark, up it and spark

Up it and spark, huh, yeah

You get hit with the Mac, I'ma flash in the dark

Like God, like Birdie, you went too far

Like shots fired, n***a, I hit in his brain

Ain't no run-up on me, all I do is just spark

Birdie be tough, he died in the car

Like, fuck your gang, that n***a a narc

Like, broke at the chop, that's just how we livin

You gon' get hit, n***a, try to be talkin

Like, RJB, he fell in the car

Like, G-Dawg, he died, he ran out of options

Birdie on me, he know that I'm gon' pop

I be smokin' that pack, got me lit as a bitch

If you run that up, n***a, you gettin' a stench

Like, Birdie be sendin' a message, he capped

He is not ready to leave, shit's black

I can solve all my problems with violence, yeah

Cause I don't know how to act

Like, you ready for this

Like, I be ready to hit his shit

Like, if I be ready, then I gotta get it

Like, that n***a had died, but he seen I ain't get it

Like, you gon' be who I go catch

Like, n****s be talkin' I wreck

Like, I got a stick

Bitch, I can't stop doin' my dance

Dance, uh-huh

Smokin' that blunt with your bitch on my stance

Yeah, uh-huh

Up it and spark, I got you in my hands

Yeah