The Club Up - Reeseynem, Taylor Bennett

And we got it poppin'

And we got the Glock in

And we got the pot in

And don’t let the cop in

No matter the circus

That booty looked good so I checked the circumference

I had to determine if I was gon' swerve it and know if I want it

But now that shit pertinent

As long as she ready I’m ready let’s get it

If you got beef fuck nigga let’s hit

Let’s go hit for hit for hit

But I ain’t going tit for tat for shit

Cos this ain’t tic-tac-toe this chess

Me and Tay we gotta we gotta go flex

Yeah we already up nigga fuck it up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Got a real nice?

You done used both?

Got a real nice smile, this a real nice house, this a real nice jet

I don’t really get pressed, I don’t really get stressed

Only thing on my body that I got distressed

Is the jeans that I rock every time I do a set or I’m on camera,

motherfucker I flex

You cannot mirror this energy

That shit infinity, that’s my identity, uh

I might just switch up the energy

Y’all niggas ballin' but that shit is literally, uh

TBE that is an entity, sorry if we had to come do it differently, uh

It’s hot on this block

It’s hot on this block

It’s hot on this block, Tennessee

?

like I’m wet on this jet when it’s raining, that bitch is bluer than in the

sea

I’m a tourist when I move my soda, she asked me if I want a bottle of Hennessy

It’s hot on this block

It’s hot on this block

It’s hot on this block, Tennessee

?

like I’m wet on this jet when it’s raining, that bitch is bluer than in the

sea

I’m in this bitch getting checks

Just a bookbag on the jet

I do not lag I just jet

She gave me the neck I respect

She got my respect to the death

No cap no Michelin-ess

I wish I could save it all up on a rainy day

I’m ridin round with my partner like it’s Training Day

I’m surgical with this bitch

I’m doing surgery on my mixtape

My girl thicker than some duck-tape

On Instagram with that duck face

You ain’t talkin money then about fast

Man I ain’t goin nowhere it ain’t about the cake

Blue cake on my like its my birthday I ain’t tell ya

250 on the dash sorry officer I ain’t tell ya, don’t know what to tell ya

And we got it poppin

And we got the Glock in

And we got the pot in

And you don’t got no option

Proceed with precaution

We might get to poppin'

You might need a doctor to balance your shit

So don’t let the cop in

No matter the circus

That booty looked good so I checked the circumference

I had to determine if I was gonna swerve it and know if I want it

But now that shit pertinent

As long as she ready I’m ready let’s get it

If you got beef fuck nigga let’s hit

Let’s go hit for hit for hit

But I ain’t going tit for tat for shit

Cos this ain’t tic-tac-toe this chess

Me and Tay we gotta we gotta go flex

Yeah we already up nigga fuck it up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next

Tear the booth up now tear the club up next