CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Kame Up
Trap Goth
Young OG Kane in this b*t*h
$etta Gang, Goth Money, 2005
Goth, Goth, Goth Money Records
Came up, I came up
We in the goth trap house lil n***a
Yeah, yeah we in the goth trap house lil b*t*h what it do
Yeah
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
With the Macs, iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give no f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Trap Goth
Young OG Kane in this b*t*h
$etta Gang, Goth Money, 2005
Goth, Goth, Goth Money Records
Came up, I came up
We in the goth trap house lil n***a
Yeah, yeah we in the goth trap house lil b*t*h what it do
Yeah
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
With the Macs, iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give no f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Everybody get sprayed down
I came up, in this goth trap house
With the Macs iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give a f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Everybody getting sprayed down
I came up in that goth trap house
Young n***a cooling out smoking dope in the traphouse
Just riding boats, young n***a, sip slow
Gotta get the money boy you already know
Pushing that V like pu**y n***a
I got Based God, and I'm cooking dinners
Kane with the winters, it's a cold world
sh*t I'm just a born sinner, $etta Gang in this b*t*h
For the next 10 winters, I don't put my name in it
'Less I'm gonn' get a percentage, rock rock sh*t
And my tour tee's vintage
It's a problem we can end it, my n***a I'm in it to win it
Like the mo'f**king pennant, my n***a lets get it lets get it
Yeah n***a lets get it
I done came up, you stayed down, on the block doing take downs
You don't wanna feel that K around, nah
Gang, $etta Gang, Young D.I
Kane in this b*t*h, thugged out for you n***as
Lets get it, squad
I came up, I came up, Manelli in this sh*t
Magnum rubber on, how I came up in ya b*t*h
Work all night like a 10-6, trap steady jumping it don't stop
See that paid on my knuckles put the money in my hand
Before the chopper f**k around and hit you and your man
Put your body where you stand, I hope its understood
Yeah I live by any means to get my mama out the hood
That's the necessary necessary, don't take it there
Nah, f**kboy they ain't necessary
Your dying day, is a call away
Put a hole in one, if a n***a talking cray'
I'm walking money, I'm talking money
What that mean? b*t*h I'm getting paid
b*t*h I'm getting paid, b*t*h we getting paid
My n***a Kane getting paid, Manelli getting paid
YZ getting paid, Dior getting paid
$etta Gang getting paid, Goth Money all day
Same n***as but I'm on some different sh*t now
Either roll with the gang or get hit down
Stand up n***a no I can't sit down
Words like bullets watch a n***a spit rounds
I'm from the city of the land of the lost n***a
Where you either end up into buck or a corpse n***a
Guess we came a long way from being porch n***as
Now I need the gold Rollie and the Porsche n***a
Marcus Garvey when I show up at the after party
Wait there I go getting too deep with it
Alexander Wang sweat ion need denim
Japanese threads with some sheep with me
Bowflex like a n***a 'bout to work out
All I know is that this sh*t about to work out
Young fly n***a came from the dirt now
And the only thing I wanna see is growth now
b*t*h, yeah, yeah, lets get it
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
With the Macs, iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give no f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Everybody get sprayed down
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
With the Macs, iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give no f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Everybody get sprayed down
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
Young n***a, always smoking OG, count my stash pot
Real sh*t I won't stop, 'till I reach the f**king top
Climbing up this ladder and I never fall down
Always pick myself up, always keep my head up
Can't get caught lackin' in the field or you gonn' be dead bruh
I swear to God ion wanna jugg, f**k life sh*t sad as f**k
So hard, when you got your brothers to, help you up
Lone ranger in the range, by myself I'm hitting stangs
Smoking OG to the brain, so my mind can elevate
Pop a pill and f**king [?], watch his body levitate
When he catch this chrome eight, to the face
Mom say I'm a dis, grace
Young OG Kane in this b*t*h
$etta Gang, Goth Money, 2005
Goth, Goth, Goth Money Records
Came up, I came up
We in the goth trap house lil n***a
Yeah, yeah we in the goth trap house lil b*t*h what it do
Yeah
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
With the Macs, iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give no f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Trap Goth
Young OG Kane in this b*t*h
$etta Gang, Goth Money, 2005
Goth, Goth, Goth Money Records
Came up, I came up
We in the goth trap house lil n***a
Yeah, yeah we in the goth trap house lil b*t*h what it do
Yeah
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
With the Macs, iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give no f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Everybody get sprayed down
I came up, in this goth trap house
With the Macs iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give a f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Everybody getting sprayed down
I came up in that goth trap house
Young n***a cooling out smoking dope in the traphouse
Just riding boats, young n***a, sip slow
Gotta get the money boy you already know
Pushing that V like pu**y n***a
I got Based God, and I'm cooking dinners
Kane with the winters, it's a cold world
sh*t I'm just a born sinner, $etta Gang in this b*t*h
For the next 10 winters, I don't put my name in it
'Less I'm gonn' get a percentage, rock rock sh*t
And my tour tee's vintage
It's a problem we can end it, my n***a I'm in it to win it
Like the mo'f**king pennant, my n***a lets get it lets get it
Yeah n***a lets get it
I done came up, you stayed down, on the block doing take downs
You don't wanna feel that K around, nah
Gang, $etta Gang, Young D.I
Kane in this b*t*h, thugged out for you n***as
Lets get it, squad
I came up, I came up, Manelli in this sh*t
Magnum rubber on, how I came up in ya b*t*h
Work all night like a 10-6, trap steady jumping it don't stop
See that paid on my knuckles put the money in my hand
Before the chopper f**k around and hit you and your man
Put your body where you stand, I hope its understood
Yeah I live by any means to get my mama out the hood
That's the necessary necessary, don't take it there
Nah, f**kboy they ain't necessary
Your dying day, is a call away
Put a hole in one, if a n***a talking cray'
I'm walking money, I'm talking money
What that mean? b*t*h I'm getting paid
b*t*h I'm getting paid, b*t*h we getting paid
My n***a Kane getting paid, Manelli getting paid
YZ getting paid, Dior getting paid
$etta Gang getting paid, Goth Money all day
Same n***as but I'm on some different sh*t now
Either roll with the gang or get hit down
Stand up n***a no I can't sit down
Words like bullets watch a n***a spit rounds
I'm from the city of the land of the lost n***a
Where you either end up into buck or a corpse n***a
Guess we came a long way from being porch n***as
Now I need the gold Rollie and the Porsche n***a
Marcus Garvey when I show up at the after party
Wait there I go getting too deep with it
Alexander Wang sweat ion need denim
Japanese threads with some sheep with me
Bowflex like a n***a 'bout to work out
All I know is that this sh*t about to work out
Young fly n***a came from the dirt now
And the only thing I wanna see is growth now
b*t*h, yeah, yeah, lets get it
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
With the Macs, iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give no f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Everybody get sprayed down
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
With the Macs, iced out, drugs on the table like
Take out, don't, give no f**k, what you gotta say now
Please get out my way now, 'fore I shoot this K round
Everybody get sprayed down
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
I came up, in that goth trap house, woah
Young n***a, always smoking OG, count my stash pot
Real sh*t I won't stop, 'till I reach the f**king top
Climbing up this ladder and I never fall down
Always pick myself up, always keep my head up
Can't get caught lackin' in the field or you gonn' be dead bruh
I swear to God ion wanna jugg, f**k life sh*t sad as f**k
So hard, when you got your brothers to, help you up
Lone ranger in the range, by myself I'm hitting stangs
Smoking OG to the brain, so my mind can elevate
Pop a pill and f**king [?], watch his body levitate
When he catch this chrome eight, to the face
Mom say I'm a dis, grace
