squabble up (Explicit) - Kendrick Lamar

Lyrics by：Kendrick Lamar

Composed by：Kendrick Lamar

Produced by：Kendrick Lamar/Sounwave/Bridgeway/Jack Antonoff/M-Tech

God knows

I am reincarnated

I was stargazin'

Life goes on I need all my babies

Gyah gyah

Woke up lookin' for the broccoli

High-key keep a horn on me that Kamasi

IP ownership the blueprint is by me

Mr. Get Off I get off at my feet

When I hear music it makes me dance

You got the music now is your chance

A yee nigga couldn't try me in the tri-state

Buddy pass bet I get him splashed 'til he hydrated

Bounce out know he spook town eyes dilated

I got the money and the power both gyratin'

I feel good get the **** out my face

Look good but shе don't got no taste

I walk in walked out with the safе

Mando let me know what the play

What the ****?

I got hits I got bucks I got new paper cuts

I got friends I got foes but they all sitting ducks

Hit his turf and get crackin' double back like a deluxe

Fifty deep but it ain't deep enough

**** a plea there he go beat him up

Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the months

Spit a loogie at the camera speed off yeah it's us

I feel good get the **** out my face

Look good but she don't got no taste

I walk in walked out with the safe

Mando let me know what the play

Squabble up squabble up

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Hol' up

Hol' up

Where you from?

Where you from?

My *****

My *****

I'm finna go dumb

Finna go dumb

Sideways

Sideways

Bunk skunk

Bunk skunk

Fever

Fever

I'm on one

I'm on one

Thunk thunk thunk thunk thunk baby rockin' it

Quid pro quo what you want?

'Cause I'm watchin' it

Work on the floor let me know if you clockin' it

Brodie won't go but I know that he poppin' it

It was woof tickets on sale 'til I silenced it

Pipe down young these some whole other politics

***** with him and some ***** in him that's a lot of *****

Don't hit him he got kids with him my apologies

Ghetto child it was Black & Milds with the Smirnoff

Yeehaw we outside whoadie 'bout to kill him off

Blaps on blaps it's a fact this a brick of raw

Tell me why the **** you niggas rap if it's fictional?

Tell me why the **** you niggas fed if you criminal?

Ayy Dot can I get a drop? I'm like nigga nah

Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal

It's a full moon let the wolves out I been a dog

I feel good get the **** out my face

Look good but she don't got no taste

I walk in walked out with the safe

Mando let me know what the play

Squabble up squabble up

Squabble up squabble up

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