Jokes Up - SOB X RBE

Nigga jokes up, tell my niggas pour up

More Runts, tell my niggas roll up

More guns, tell my niggas load up

More drugs, bitch I need more drugs nigga

Nigga jokes up, tell my niggas pour up

More Runts, tell my niggas roll up

More guns, tell my niggas load up

More drugs, bitch I need more drugs

Jokes up, bitch it’s time to ho up

If you don’t got no dough bitch you gets no love

More slugs, fill my clip with more slugs

All pussies in your niggas gang, no thugs

Nigga four-one, on my wrist frozed up

Fold up, choppa make 'em fold up

Niggas show out every time we show up

Bitch go nuts, throw that ass, go nuts

All these fucking diamonds make a nigga glow up

Never loafing, bitch I keep pole tucked

.223's leave a nigga broke up

And if a nigga don’t know shit I bet a nigga know us

On the gang

Nigga jokes up, tell my niggas pour up

More Runts, tell my niggas roll up

More guns, tell my niggas load up

More drugs, bitch I need more drugs nigga

Nigga jokes up, tell my niggas pour up

More Runts, tell my niggas roll up

More guns, tell my niggas load up

More drugs, bitch I need more drugs

Roll me up some dope, that sticky icky

Baby know them niggas tryna get me

I’m that nigga in my city

I stay up out the mix, 'cause niggas iffy

If I’m toting chop, that bitch hold more than fifty

Never leave my glizzy

Oh I’m the quarterback they tryna blitz me

Turn your back on me I turn you to a Ricky

Oh all you niggas sissies

When the beef is on we make 'em switchies

And them shells get to flying if you diss me

You know how that shit be

When the lights is off shit get tricky

Ah, Lord why it’s a four up in my Simply

Ah, damn I need more drugs so they can lift me

Ah, and on my mama I can’t let a nigga RIP me

When we hit the stage them hoes be bringing out they titties

Get to tripping in the party, brodie bringing out the semi

Got a plug with them bricks up in Houston like I’m Whitney

So much game up in my veins could get a secret out of Vicky

Nigga jokes up, tell my niggas pour up

More Runts, tell my niggas roll up

More guns, tell my niggas load up

More drugs, bitch I need more drugs nigga

Nigga jokes up, tell my niggas pour up

More Runts, tell my niggas roll up

More guns, tell my niggas load up

More drugs, bitch I need more drugs

Looking to my left and right, feel like I feel somebody coming

Maybe I’m just paranoid but I ain’t hiding, I ain’t running

Be so high I always lose shit every time that I be rushing

And this Glock up on my side could turn your man into a woman

Feel like I’m slowing down the time with all this drank up in my system

I’m so tired of niggas turning, I’m so tired of niggas switching

I know love is an emotion and I can’t explain the feeling

But that love we used to have done turned to memories and distance

I know It’s killas wanna take my life from me

Niggas tryna play cool but it’s on sight with me

I suggest you don’t play with me

'Cause that G 30 stay with me

Can’t be scared to play your hand when that table turn

And my granny tried to school me but I never learned

And these drugs got me too high, I’m too unconcerned

And niggas think this shit a game until that metal burn

Nigga jokes up, tell my niggas pour up

More Runts, tell my niggas roll up

More guns, tell my niggas load up

More drugs, bitch I need more drugs nigga

Nigga jokes up, tell my niggas pour up

More Runts, tell my niggas roll up

More guns, tell my niggas load up

More drugs, bitch I need more drugs