UPS Songtext
von Charlie Sloth

Look
Ah shit, all the guys asleep
Mino up active, HRV shit, PG shit
It′s three in the morning

She might look good but she talks loads and I'll kick her to the curb
When I drop my number the next thing I′m doing's picking up her skirt
I got kicked out of science, I don't
Know how I go and whip it like a nerd
Swear the judge moves just like my plug
Always tryna give the kid a bird
But fuck all that, catch me shelling shows down with Post Malone
At age 12 I was in my house setting traps like it′s Home Alone


Now I oversee my niggas shooting shit but I don′t own a drone
And you know me, I do rap but I still get bands from rolling stones
And hold on, you're talking ′bout the
Trap and you don't even own your phone
And listen to this, my Aki brothers be
Slinging arms, they ain′t broke a bone
I hardly see Billy, he's either in Killy or he′s Overgrove
And I'm putting money underground and
That's due to the fact that I′m overstoked
This shit′s a habit

Fam she's watching my wrist but my wrist with carats
Got her hopping in my car fam I swear
On my life bro this chick′s a rabbit
And my niggas savage
I don't kick no ball but I hit a hat-trick

Feds kicked off my door talking ′bout shootings and triple stabbings

But you know already my niggas trapping
Bro got a square up in his pants like he chills with Patrick
But this stuff right here ain't even nothing like a cartoon
I like her shape, she′s hella curvy, her back looks like a half moon
I might hit her in the bed or I might go hit her in the bathroom

She might be the one so I saved her number as half two

And she knows for a fact I ain't even nothing like her last dude
But I told her straight, there's more to
Fredo than diamond chains and fast coupes
Tryna get a box ′cause I just clocked I′m on my last two


And more time my work don't change but the dark′s new
So I told John and his mates go sit in this dark room
I'm gonna give them a test, give them a test
I call this trap house my classroom
I′m no teacher, you chill with kids, you old geezer
And I see you taking pics on the 'gram with a couple grand
I don′t see the point like tryna smoke shisha
I got three spices tryna top me but I'm no pizza

Every month we finesse boys, we don't own FIFA

I swear on my life this gelato′s louder than my home speaker
I see you spending money on couple shoes but you don′t want beaters
Plug's charging thirty thousand, I′m asking him no cheaper
He can sense the realness in my aura, I don't know Rita
But I know Yola, so the plug knows for sure there′s no tricking me

Every month feels like December, I ain't kidding G
Feeling festive, that′s 'til my pendant's
Lit up just like a Christmas tree
Told my main all I want is brain but stress what she′s giving me
So when she′s acting up I have to send her to yard, no Tivoli
UPS should come and fuck with me 'cause Fredo patterns up deliveries
All my girls got jiggle bum, swear all my girls are shivery
I can′t hang around too long 'cause next thing they wanna live with me