Sit Ups
POUYA & BOOBIE LOOTAVELI Lyrics


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You dig?
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Lil Baby blow a ton in this bitch, you heard?
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Switched, switched

They hate me 'cause they say I switched up, I got my shit up
I pull up, your bitch want a picture, I get the big bucks
Lil' thotty, she can't get my dick up, she doing sit ups
When I call, that bitch finna pick up or I'ma quit her

I'm dripping, I'm sitting on 24's
My foes get .44, these hoes get phony phone
Numbers, I'm on my own, I'm grown
100k for the taxes, I'm in a whole other bracket
I cannot rock with you

Make sure that you totin' heavy if I'm finna slide with you
I'm trapping for survival, keep my left hand on the Bible
And my right hand on the rifle, rims be spinning like a vinyl
Keep it going with the cycle, rubbing shoulders with your idols

My show get flown, they give me dome
My chrome is in my lap and I never leave it alone, yeah
I trust you as much as you can be thrown
Baby Bone on my own, I give a fuck 'bout what you want, ho

Run inside the traphouse and this shit is looking like a zoo
Grinding for this shit so I'ma do what I wanna do
Never love a bitch 'cause she gon' choose who she wanna choose
I'm counting new hundreds and they blue like a fucking bruise

Look at me, then look at you, then look at your life
I be low-key stacking bread with my homies and my wife
Would you wanna ride slow with me?
Am I someone that you're willing to die for, baby? Let me know

Oochie Wally, Wally wanna bang, I'm the fucking man
Shout out to my plug out in Japan, don't know what he saying
Coco with the loco, I'm insane, higher than a plane
Ho, you wasn't with me through the rain and the fucking pain

When I was trying to get it popping, where the fuck were you?
Used to pull up on my granny for a buck or two




She held it down for me, never believed that I would lose
Now I got two whips outside my crib that never even move

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to POUYA and BOOBIE LOOTAVELI's song "Sit Ups" explore themes of success, betrayal, and self-reliance. The first verse highlights the negative reactions that the singer receives from others who believe he has "switched up" after becoming successful. Despite this, he has managed to "get his sh*t up" and now attracts attention from women due to his wealth. He is uninterested in a particular woman who is trying to seduce him, as she is unable to sexually satisfy him. The chorus reflects his unwillingness to associate with those who do not have his best interests at heart, stating that he cannot rock with them.


In the second verse, the singer describes his financial success and his need to protect himself while he navigates the dangerous world of drug trafficking. He relies on his guns and his own strength to survive. Despite his wealth, he is still able to relate to the struggles of others and acknowledges that he was not always so lucky. He reflects on the people who did not believe in him when he was struggling, including those who only approached him for money. Now, his success is clear to see in the nice cars parked outside his home.


Overall, "Sit Ups" illustrates the challenges faced by someone who rises to the top, including mistrust, danger, and isolation due to shifting relationships. At the same time, the song celebrates the singer's ability to overcome these challenges through his own hard work and dedication.


Line by Line Meaning

They hate me 'cause they say I switched up, I got my shit up
People hate me because they feel I've changed, but I'm just focused on improving my situation


I pull up, your bitch want a picture, I get the big bucks
When I arrive, girls want to take pictures with me, and I make a lot of money


Lil' thotty, she can't get my dick up, she doing sit ups
A girl is trying to get my attention, but it's not working because I'm not interested


When I call, that bitch finna pick up or I'ma quit her
If a girl doesn't answer my calls, I will end the relationship


My foes get .44, these hoes get phony phone
I have a gun for my enemies and I give fake numbers to girls I'm not interested in


Numbers, I'm on my own, I'm grown
I handle my own business and I don't need anyone's help


100k for the taxes, I'm in a whole other bracket
I make so much money that I'm taxed at a higher rate than most people


I cannot rock with you
I don't want to associate with you


Make sure that you totin' heavy if I'm finna slide with you
If we're going to do something dangerous, make sure you have a weapon


I'm trapping for survival, keep my left hand on the Bible
I'm selling drugs to survive, but I still have some religious beliefs


And my right hand on the rifle, rims be spinning like a vinyl
I carry a gun for protection and my car wheels spin fast


Keep it going with the cycle, rubbing shoulders with your idols
I'm staying busy with the same routine, and I'm hanging out with famous people


My show get flown, they give me dome
I perform at concerts and get oral sex from girls


My chrome is in my lap and I never leave it alone, yeah
I always have my gun with me to protect myself


I trust you as much as you can be thrown
I don't trust you at all


Baby Bone on my own, I give a fuck 'bout what you want, ho
I'm independent and don't care about your opinions


Run inside the traphouse and this shit is looking like a zoo
When I enter a drug house, it's chaotic and crowded


Grinding for this shit so I'ma do what I wanna do
I work hard for what I have, so I can do whatever I want


Never love a bitch 'cause she gon' choose who she wanna choose
I don't fall in love with girls because they will choose whoever they want


I'm counting new hundreds and they blue like a fucking bruise
I have a lot of brand new hundred dollar bills that are blue in color


Look at me, then look at you, then look at your life
If you compare yourself to me, you'll see that your life is not as good


I be low-key stacking bread with my homies and my wife
I save money secretly with my friends and my wife


Would you wanna ride slow with me?
Do you want to take a leisurely ride with me?


Am I someone that you're willing to die for, baby? Let me know
Would you sacrifice your life for me if needed? Please tell me


Oochie Wally, Wally wanna bang, I'm the fucking man
I'm a highly respected person and people want to be like me


Shout out to my plug out in Japan, don't know what he saying
I give a greeting to my drug supplier in Japan even though I don't speak the language


Coco with the loco, I'm insane, higher than a plane
I'm drinking coconut water mixed with alcohol and I'm very high


Ho, you wasn't with me through the rain and the fucking pain
You were not there for me when I was going through difficult times


When I was trying to get it popping, where the fuck were you?
You weren't around when I was trying to become successful


Used to pull up on my granny for a buck or two
I used to ask my grandmother for money


She held it down for me, never believed that I would lose
My grandmother always supported me and believed in my success


Now I got two whips outside my crib that never even move
I have two expensive cars parked outside my house that I rarely use




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: HABIB SUZ, KEVIN POUYA, WILLIAM ALEC SNOW

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@dannass5

1:04 seriously, this gotta be the smoothest flow i've ever heard

@ayyitsalto

eminem inspired

@ajausbajdhqj

@@ayyitsalto lol hell nah em got that lyrical miracle flow

@dannass5

@@ayyitsalto nothing like em.

@ayyitsalto

dannass5 “inspired”

@ajausbajdhqj

@@ayyitsalto if someone is inspired by em they sound a lil like em, he didnt so he clearly wasnt inspired by em.



I just gifted you with some common sense I hope you use it

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i like the name u gave to this style

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Hard asf

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