Squabble up (Video Version) Lyrics – Kendrick Lamar

Read the full Squabble up (Video Version) lyrics by Kendrick Lamar along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kendrick Lamar’s music, you can also explore Super Bowl LIX Halftime Show and Sherane, two other songs by Kendrick Lamar.

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
God knows
I am reincarnated
I was stargazing
Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar & Debbie Deb]
Woke up looking for the broccoli
High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi
IP, ownership, the blueprint is by me
Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet
When I hear music, it makes me dance

You got the music, now is your chance
A yee n!gga couldn’t try me in the tri-state
Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed ’til he hydrated
Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated
I got the money and the power both gyrating

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I feel good, get the fu*k out my face
Look good, but she don’t got no taste
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
What the fu*k?
I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts
I got friends, I got foes, but they all sitting ducks
Hit his turf and get cracking, double back like a deluxe
Fifty deep, but it ain’t deep enough
Fu*k a plea, there he go, beat him up
Falling from my money tree and it grow throughout the months
Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it’s us

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I feel good, get the fu*k out my face
Look good, but she don’t got no taste

I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play

[Post-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up (Mm, mm)
Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar]
Hol’ up (Hol’ up)
Brang it in the tuck (Brang it in the tuck)
Spices (Spices)
Tender sauce (Tender sauce)
Walk on trays (Walk on trays)
It don’t gust (It don’t gust)
Fee-fi (Fee-fi)
Sighted in the tub (Sighted in the tub)

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rocking it
Quid pro quo, what you want? ‘Cause I’m watching it
Work on the floor, let me know if you clocking it
Brodie won’t go, but I know that he popping it
It was woof tickets on sale ’til I silenced it
Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics
B!tch with him and some b!tch in him, that’s a lot of b!tch
Don’t hit him, he got kids with him, my apologies
Ghetto child, it was Black & Milds with the Smirnoff
Yeehaw, we outside, whoadie ’bout to kill him off
Blaps on blaps, it’s a fact, this a brick of raw
Tell me why the fu*k you n!ggas rap if it’s fictional?
Tell me why the fu*k you n!ggas fed if you criminal?
“Ayy, Dot, can I get a drop?” I’m like, “N!gga, nah”
Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal
It’s a full moon, let the wolves out, I been a dog (Ah)

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I feel good, get the fu*k out my face
Look good, but she don’t got no taste
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play

[Post-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up (Mm, mm)
Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up