Weight Up (Remix)

[Intro] [Bridge] I done finally got my weight up Got my weight up Got my weight up Got my weight up Got my weight up Got my motherfucking weight up [Hook] See, I done finally got my weight up Got my weight up Got my weight up On them nights, see I would stay up For that motherfucking paper Asking god for a way up For a war I gotta stay up And I ain't never lived for the dime bell But I done got my fuckin' weight up Got my weight up Got my weight up Got my weight up Got my weight up Got my weight up Got my motherfuckin' weight up I'm gon' stay up I'm gon' stay up I'm gon' stay up I'm gon' stay up I'm gon' stay up That's a message to my motherfuckin' haters [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] See I remember at first Everybody was sleepin' on me I tried to wake them up But they still went temperpedic on me My nigga Millie is still 'free the homie' How the fuck can I go to Hell With all these baby Jesus on me? Reefer on me, visa on me, .40 on me Mo'niffa on me, bitches on me Niggas lonely, cause I got they ho down Yo bitch up in that spoe' now Roll out, full car, deep and switchin' lanes on 'em Color coated paint on 'em, fuck it, go insane on 'em All white bucket seats Same color cocaine homie And them bitches ain't fuckin' for free If you met 'em at the flame, homie Damon Wayans, shame on 'em I ain't lift the weight, but pounds gained on 'em And my number still the same on 'em If you want them thang' from me You can still get it for the same number Or cheaper Cause you know a nigga bitch hit Ah, bitches are the only thang I bench 'pressed [Hook] [Verse 2: Jose Guapo] Lot of niggas ass up like a shape up Fuck a 9-5 them niggas don't pay enough The money you know we gonna get it I'm stylin i'm stylin designer Hit like mayweather we fighting [Hook] [Verse 3: Offset] Get your weight up cause you dont weight enough In my G-o it ain't no trailer riding round in spaceships Im the truth ain't no lie around me all my niggas keep a hundred round clip from around me Young rich nigga riding round in a Bentley Hurt a nigga feelings cause im on a hill in Beverly Drop house look like a bakery I see u fuck niggas hating know its jealousy The audi, the Masi; exotic, Bugatti, Ferrari, you niggas is sorry My niggas they ballin; Amare [Hook] [Outro]