Re-Up

[Intro: Nines]

Zino Records

Ha ha ha ha ha!

J-J-J-J-J-J-J-J-JB on the roll

[Verse 1: Nines]

Used to hustle in the rain, When nothing was the same

Tryna get this money I don't give a fuck about the fame

Should be chilling with my chick but a nigga gotta a flip

Ate my breakfast, Lunch and my dinner on the strip

Used to ask mums can I go out to play

I weren't chilling with niggas my age I was selling haze

When they started selling tickets I was trafficking the Yay

Don't be mad at me we got the same hours in a day

Cos I pull up new chain looking crazy

In that 9-11 Bruce Wayne couldn't race me

Could be chilling with stretch out in Hollywood

But I'm tryna build the slums up I'm the modern day Robin Hood

Show me a spot I'll set up a crop in 5 minutes

My nigga Skrapz looking like Popeye on spinach

Asked a video chick how much you charge honey

She said 5 bills that shit better come with sucky sucky

It's Nines

[Hook: JB]

We up, I said we up

Got a publishing deal spend that money on a re-up

15 keys of that pretty Mona Lisa

Now there's nittys on the strip and there tryna get a picture

We up, I said we up

Got a publishing deal spend that money on a re-up

15 keys of that pretty Mona Lisa

Now there's nittys on the strip and there tryna get a picture

[Verse 2: Trapstar Toxic]

Hustle on demand If I buy it I get it gone

I'm in a whip but I'm tailing my nigga he got the grub

I came up off 7 grams, my nigga Nina put that in my hands

4 draws that's the re-up the rest you stack

Fast forward lines blowing Dave Chappelle with half baked

I came home prices up like the doors on i8's

Wrist hurting from this whipping gave that grub a migraine

Line blowing so much I left that shit on vibrate

I can tell you bout them mad nights

And I can tell where my aim was stack this bread up but that re-up didn't match right

30K on me I had feds up on my rear side

How Ironic that I almost got them same numbers but in years time

Fresh home back up stay on my chase

Nina always told me stack for a rainy day now I'm safe

Jewels still in my safe 5 figures no likkle change

These bitches all want a taste I'm getting head in this range

Let's go

[Hook: JB/Outro: Nines]

We up, I said we up/My nigga just give the hustler's money

Got a publishing deal spend that money on a re-up/That's it, 7 grams

15 keys of that pretty Mona Lisa/3 joints, the rest is stacked

Now there's nittys on the strip and there tryna get a picture/You think [?] 5-0 and my nigga started flying

We up, I said we up/[?] listening man

Got a publishing deal spend that money on a re-up/Shoutouts to all my crop circle niggas

15 keys of that pretty Mona Lisa/Ice City going platinum baby

Now there's nittys on the strip and there tryna get a picture