Listen to Up Now (feat. Lil Yachty, BlueBucksClan & 42 Dugg) by Mustard

Up Now (feat. Lil Yachty, BlueBucksClan & 42 Dugg)

Mustard

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Mustard - Up Now (feat. Lil Yachty, BlueBucksClan & 42 Dugg) [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mustard
Mustard
Additional Vocals
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
Vocals
BlueBucksClan DJ
BlueBucksClan DJ
Vocals
Jeeezy
Jeeezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Composer
Lewis Hughes
Lewis Hughes
Composer
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Composer
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Composer
Deon Hawkins
Deon Hawkins
Composer
Jaylar Abram
Jaylar Abram
Composer
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
Composer
Larry Sanders
Larry Sanders
Composer
Nicholas Audino
Nicholas Audino
Composer
Basilio Fergus
Basilio Fergus
Composer
Jesus Lopez
Jesus Lopez
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Co-Producer
Lewis Hughes
Lewis Hughes
Co-Producer
David Pizzimenti
David Pizzimenti
Mixing Engineer
Gentuar Memishi
Gentuar Memishi
Recording Engineer
Macxsn
Macxsn
Recording Engineer
Noah Hashimoto
Noah Hashimoto
Assistant Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
LarryJayy
LarryJayy
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Y'all already know who I am, right? (Mustard on the beat, ho) boom! Growin' up grown, my pops never felt stable (oh) Didn't have company 'cause TV didn't have cable (oh) Now I'm up, I thank God the garage got a stable (oh) I'd be pissed if I signed to them white-ass labels (go) I just drive foreign, two Benzes niggas never seen Ain't a scene on your scene, but I still get seen (oh) I watch freak bitches pop X and do the unheard Can't believe this nigga pressin' me over a bird (let it breathe) (Oh, yeah, oh) All my Westside bitches to the dance floor right now (oh, yeah, oh) All my Westside niggas to the dance floor right now (oh, yeah, oh) DJ, let's go (oh, yeah, oh) I walk in the booth, speak my mind, make a great livin' (great livin') I've been big flexin' on these niggas like I'm weightliftin' (weight) I know all the tellers, I be postin' at the bank, chillin' (at the bank) Your bitch beggin' me to pull up to her family, thanksgivin' (Jeeezy, go) I got bitches payin' me to fuck, we doin' great business (great business) Mix Balenciaga with the Gucci, it's the same difference (damn) I walk in the buildin', people tell me how my chain glisten Tried to show 'em how to run it up, but niggas don't listen (hold on) I'm at Barclays sittin' by Blake Griffin (sittin' by Blake Griffin) At night, I'm in a Louis sleepin' bag (Louis bag) That nigga puddle boots Put them Uggs in the trash (put them Uggs in the trash) That nigga workin' doubles How you lettin' that job kick your ass? (Kick your ass, yeah) She give me her all, but I can't give a bitch my last (can't give a bitch my last) In my lane and imperial, in a Lamb' gettin' gassed (damn) Tryna tell her I just want the top in the nicest way Scorin' Cartiers on you, we on Brighton Way Growin' up grown, my pops never felt stable Didn't have company 'cause TV didn't have cable Now I'm up, I thank God the garage got a stable (my fault) I'd be pissed if I signed to them white-ass labels I just drive foreign, two Benzes niggas never seen (oh) Ain't a scene on your scene, but I still get seen (damn) I watch freak bitches pop X and do the unheard Can't believe this nigga pressin' me over a bird (let it breathe) So since we checked off the West Coast (oh, yeah, oh) I need all my Midwest bitches to the dance floor (oh, yeah, oh) All my Midwest niggas to the dance floor, go (oh, yeah, oh) What the fuck do you mean I did it? (Oh) Lost my nigga Lou at 18, still breathin' I drive down to clean somethin', make it to K Seventeen for the blues, and that's if I go to vapes (go) My life different in days so I still sin He said I'm straight, drop to his ass real good (I got it) Then put my shoes on Which one of y'all niggas said somethin' 'bout two-tones, huh? Two-tone Patek One-fifty, two bad bitches both with it Ho, fuck up my nigga if you love me Your name ain't god, you can't judge me (bitch) Anyway, ay, send 'em Paid five K for this denim Small .45, compact, what's in 'em? (Bah, bah) Fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas And even if I did, I still know what it is, go big (bitch) Growin' up grown, my pops never felt stable (okay) Didn't have company 'cause TV didn't have cable (okay) Now I'm up, I thank God the garage got a stable (yeah) I'd be pissed if I signed to them white-ass labels (go) I just drive foreign, two Benzes niggas never seen (damn) Ain't a scene on your scene, but I still get seen (oh) I watch freak bitches pop X and do the unheard (oh) Can't believe this nigga pressin' me over a bird (let it breathe) Since we did the Westside (oh, yeah, oh) We did the Midwest (oh, yeah, oh) So, Boat, (oh, yeah, oh) I want to take it to the A real quick (oh, yeah, oh) Let's do it I don't check the time, I live in moments, it is what it is Baby girl got what I need like my name was Biz (sheesh) If I get bored, I'll fly a team of hos out to the Ritz I ain't afraid to take a L 'cause after that, it's M (oh) How niggas gon' act like I ain't carry '16 on my back? Like bronem was Jimmy, popped out with a green mask (damn) Not a drunk, baby, it's Wock' inside this chrome flask (oh, oh, oh) I ain't goin' back and forth with no nigga who outfit trash (oh, oh) Ain't goin' back and forth if your mama house ain't paid for (nope) I had niggas cross my back I didn't stay with Actin' like you on the other team, who you playin' with? My brother walk with a trench coat because that K quick (oh) Spent a quarter on lawyer fees and I got no cases Treat all my dogs if they resemble my parents' faces (oh) Told this mighty bitch I'd die before we trade places 24K in my mouth like I chew on aces (let's go) Growin' up grown (pussy), my pops never felt stable Didn't have company 'cause TV didn't have cable Now I'm up, I thank God the garage got a stable I'd be pissed if I signed to them white-ass labels (go) I just drive foreign, two Benzes niggas never seen Ain't a scene on your scene, but I still get seen (go) I watch freak bitches pop X and do the unheard Can't believe this nigga pressin' me over a bird (sheesh) When I call your name, say, "Here" Brian Anderson (here) Rihanna Brown (here) Shaquille Clark (present) Shantay Davis (here) Destiny Jackson (present) Dijon McFarlane (ay, ay, ay, wake up) Dijon McFarlane (ay, wake up, fool) I said, Dijon McFarlane Ay, Keisha, ay, ay, ay, you slidin' to that, uh, that party tonight? Yes, BK, I'm goin', are you goin'? Yes, I know it's at what's-her-name's, but
Writer(s): Dijon Mcfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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