Light up - Fred The Godson, Axel Leon

My girl got mad 'cause she thought I said my ex on my back

Haha, nah I said the X on my back, yo

(Hesami!)

X what up?

It’s GORRRDO!

It’s a Bronx thing, fuck yeah (BX)

I’m the Don King, I’m up here (Woo!)

Just washin' my knife, a lot of stuff here

We buy from the Heights, then cut it up here (Right)

Every week we workin'

Once you reach then the heats’ll surface (True)

Can’t buy blocks if the streets is purchased

They’ll toe tag you, that defeats the purpose (Get it?)

Might 'em sleep in the bag like they in camp with me (Damn!)

Just bring his moms and his aunt to me (Damn!)

Y’all buggin, he just ant to me (Haha)

That used to run to the garden, Carmelo Anthony (Woo!)

Joe askin' the Bronx who can rap for the throne (What up boy?)

Told Crack, me and Axel Leon (That's right)

Black bandana on the back of the chrome (Bla-ouw!)

Better leave them rappers alone, huh

Who would’ve thought that the Bronx come to life

We’d celebrate with a toast

And let it off in the night?

We let the shit light up

Even when the cops come round

We gon' make the shit light up

(Ayo, make this shit light up, look)

Even when the cops come round

We gon' make it blow

Uh, even when the cops come, the Eagle lift 'em off the block

Leave him where his pops from, Tommy draws, Tom Ford

Tommy got a Tommy, they say Tommy got a shotgun

I’m Tom Cruise, brown leather bomber, call me Top Gun

Timbs on, Bronx bomber nigga on a iPhone

Trappin', I be trappin' hope the Feds ain’t tappin' my phone

Pretty V, leather seats from Italy like Calzone

Brand new, like literally, no miles on, VROOM!

I’m young, I don’t say my age 'cause they say I’m agin'

But I booked stages after stages like ya favorite agent

I made arrangements with a angel that look Asian

But I’m on the major (?) with a Asian that I met at Angels

Fuck that, I wasn’t shit from the jump

Grip tits, pinch nipples, fuck bitches and front

Pink slip, whip drips while I’m grippin' the pump

Out the window like this isn’t a stunt

Them Bronx niggas make it light up…

Who would’ve thought that the Bronx come to life

We’d celebrate with a toast

And let it off in the night?

We let the shit light up

Even when the cops come round

We gon' make the shit light up

Even when the cops come round

We gon' make it blow