Juelz Santana

Lyrics

[Intro: Offset]
You know what I'm saying
Rich nigga shit
It's the only way to go
Woo!
Hey!

[Verse 1: Offset]
Foreign (foreign), Bugatti's (yea)
Dirty pistol havin' bodies (brrt)
Don't know what it cost I just buy it (how much?)
She a whole 'nother bitch on the molly (woo)
Havin' them racks, I been havin' them racks (racks)
Young nigga playin' monopoly (monopoly)
The devil keep tryna jump all on my back
But I'm the man, ain't stoppin' me (nah)
Fuckin' that bitch, she got too attached
She won't get a call or text from me (brr)
These niggas takin' my recipe (recipe)
Money on the right and the left of me (racks)
Gossippin' just like a bitch my nigga (gossip)
I'm in the trap cookin' fish my nigga (trap)
You poppin' so fuck it let's hit my nigga (hit)
Surrounded by dawgs, they pits my nigga (errr)
I'm stayin' away from the lames and thotties, I'm bout to get me a profit (profit)
I'm swervin' the lanes, my engines is 'Rari, 488 a 'Rari
Excuse me pardon, colorful diamonds like I been playin' sorry (sorry)
Look at my bitch she a barbie (barbie)
Double cup sippin' on bar (mud, drank, drank)
Gotta survive, the coolant it come with the TEC (brrt)
Run up your check, then you go buy a Patek (run up a check, hey)
Watery diamond, drippin' splash, wet (drip, splash, splash)
We got them choppers on deck when we boardin' them jets (aye)
[Chorus: Quavo]
I can not fuck up the reup, coco, ski up
Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid)
I'm tellin' them niggas to D up (D up)
Drop off, hardball
Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa)
Can't no work be stepped on (nah)
None of my niggas gon' fall off
Jumpin' out the trees with the ski's (with them ski's yeah)
Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah)
Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah)
I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot)

[Verse 2: Takeoff & Juelz Santana]
Championship on my ring
I make my bitches trap out of Céline
I put that ice in my watch, Mr. Freeze
And I'm takin' the PJ just to go to Belize
I need that big gun, I'm talkin' machine
These pussy niggas just blowin' out steam
I get it lit 500 degrees
Chopper hit everything, bada boom bada bing
Beat the pot with the stamina (beat it)
Fucking your bitches on cameras (smash)
I got a bag of that Pamela
Put it right in the trunk of my tarantula
That's a spider for you dumb fucks
Money comin' by the dump trucks
Bodies lay by the dumpsters
It's real mobsters amongst us
Knots, trap out the bando it's hot
Fuck it invade the spot (spot)
Wrist watch, I put the wrist in the pot (pot)
I had to seize the lot
Tick tock, bitch still on the clock now go get that money for daddy
Whip rocks, soon as my work hit the block fiends line up for the package
I need that money, give me the loot
Play with my money, how silly is you?
I go to the dealer, I pick and I choose
I look like Mister T with all my jewels
If you try take it, I pity the fool
I take your honey, you Winnie the Pooh
My niggas got sticks that's bigger than you
Can't swim with the sharks, then stay in the pool
[Chorus: Quavo]
I can not fuck up the reup, coco, ski up
Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid)
I'm tellin' them niggas to D up (D up)
Drop off, hardball
Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa)
Can't no work be stepped on (nah)
None of my niggas gon' fall off
Jumpin' out the trees with the ski's (with them ski's yeah)
Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah)
Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah)
I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot)

[Verse 3: Jim Jones & Quavo]
I was hanging with the dealers then
Still hanging with the dealers now
They know I just signed a deal, so they ask how I'm feelin' now
I still run around and them phone calls
Pull up, pull the ceiling down (Skrt skrt)
I bought the crib in Miami though, had to drop a quarter million now
So, what really talkin' 'bout and New York bring Porsches out
I be thinkin' the days, that I was stuck in trail 'til the judge had to toss out it
Summertime bring Forces out
No socks, with the powder in 'em
Got my jewels on and my tank-top, big blunts with the loud up in 'em
Skinny bells with the locks on it
Soft top with the top on it
Master piece with the rocks on it
Big broom with a mop on it
Extendo clip, put a Glock on it (graow)
Hotbox, got the cops on me (woo)
Good dope, put a sock on it (dope)
Try the gang, get popped on it (gang)
[Chorus: Quavo]
I can not fuck up the reup, coco, ski up
Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid)
I'm tellin' them niggas to D up (D up)
Drop off, hardball
Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa)
Can't no work be stepped on (nah)
None of my niggas gon' fall off
Jumpin' out the trees with the ski's (with them ski's yeah)
Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah)
Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah)
I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot)

If you're looking for a new banger to turn up to, Juelz Santana has got you covered. The rapper has teamed up with Migos and Jim Jones for a fresh track called D's Up. The song features a heavy dose of the Atlanta sound thanks to Migos, while Juelz and Jim bring through that classic Dipset feel, blending the eras in the best possible way. This is just the beginning of big things to come for Juelz, who has much more planned for later in the year.

About D’s Up

D's Up is an electrifying collaboration between Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, and Migos, which was released early in 2017. The track has the same sort of energy that you'd expect from a Dipset song, but with a fresh and exciting touch provided by Migos. It's the perfect blend of old and new, and it's clear that the three artists came together to create something special.

The song is an anthem for the streets, with each artist laying down hard-hitting verses over a pounding beat. One thing that immediately stands out about the track is the catchy chorus, which features all three artists shouting "D's Up." This is sure to have listeners throwing up their own "D," which is a reference to the Diplomats, the iconic hip-hop group that Juelz and Jim were a part of in the early 2000s.

The instrumental for D's Up is incredibly impressive, with a heavy bassline and snappy percussion providing the backdrop for the verses. The beat has an almost hypnotic quality that will have you nodding your head from start to finish. It's a classic hip-hop beat with a modern twist, thanks to the contributions of Migos.

Throughout the track, Juelz, Jim, and Migos trade verses, each bringing their unique style and energy to the table. Juelz and Jim's contributions have that classic Dipset feel, with witty punchlines and a confident flow. Meanwhile, Migos' verses are full of their signature ad-libs, creating a catchy and memorable hook that will stick in your head long after the track is over.

Lyrically, the song is all about representing your city and your crew, something that Juelz and Jim have been doing for years. There's a lot of bravado and swagger in the verses, but it's all done in a way that's undeniably fun and catchy. It's a song that you can't help but nod your head to, and the energy is infectious.

If you're a fan of Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, or Migos, then D's Up is definitely a track that you need to check out. It's a testament to the power of collaboration, with each artist contributing something unique to the overall sound of the track. Whether you're bumping it in your car or blasting it at a party, D's Up is sure to get you hyped and ready to rep your city.

In short, D's Up is a must-listen track for fans of hip-hop. It's a collaboration between three powerhouse artists that manages to blend old and new in a fresh and exciting way. With a catchy chorus, hard-hitting verses, and an infectious beat, this is a song that's sure to get your blood pumping.

• Release Date: March 6, 2017
• Artist: Juelz Santana