Here Are the Words to Kendrick Lamar’s ‘Squabble Up’

Upon the unexpected release of his GNX album, one track that quickly grabbed attention was “Squabble Up.”

The single ascended to the peak of the Billboard Hot 100 concurrently with GNX‘s debut at the forefront of the Billboard 200 albums chart. This marked Lamar’s fifth No. 1 on the Hot 100 out of six in total, and his third for 2024 – leading all artists for the year. He previously held the top spot in 2024 with “Not Like Us” for two weeks starting in May, and “Like That,” featuring Future and Metro Boomin, for three weeks in April.

Below, you can check out the lyrics for Kendrick Lamar’s “Squabble Up.”

God knows
I am
Reborn, I was stargazing
Life moves on, I need all my kids (gyah, gyah)

Woke up searching for the greens
High-key, keep a trumpet on me, that Kamasi
IP, ownership, the design is by me
Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet
(When I hear tunes, it makes me move)
(You have the tunes, now is your chance)
A yee dude couldn’t test me in the tri-state
Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed ’til he’s hydrated
Hop out, know he’s spooked, eyes dilated
I possess both money and power, both moving

I feel great, get the hell out my face
Look sharp, but she lacks taste
I enter, walked out with the loot
Mando, let me know what’s happening

What the hell? I’ve got hits, I’ve got cash, I’ve got fresh paper cuts
I’ve got friends, I’ve got enemies, but they’re all sitting ducks
Hit his area and get going, double back like a deluxe
Fifty deep, but that’s not deep enough
Forget a plea, there he goes, beat him up
Falling from my money tree, and it grows throughout the months
Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it’s us

I feel great, get the hell out my face
Look sharp, but she lacks taste
I entered, walked out with the loot
Mando, let me know what’s happening

Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (mh-mh), squabble up (mh-mh)
Squabble up (mh-mh), squabble up

Hold up (hold up), where are you from? (Where are you from?)
Bye, chick (bye, chick), I’m about to go crazy (about to go crazy)
Sideways (sideways), bunk skunk (bunk skunk)
Fever (fever), I’m feeling it (I’m feeling it)

Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rocking it
Quid pro quo, what do you want? ‘Cause I’m watching it
Work on the floor, let me know if you’re clocking it
Brodie won’t leave, but I know he’s popping it
It was woof tickets on sale ’til I gave it silence
Pipe down, young man, these are entirely different politics
Chick with him and some chick in him, that’s a lot of troubles
Don’t hit him, he’s got kids with him, my apologies
Ghetto child, it was Black & Milds with Smirnoff
Yeehaw, we’re outside, who’s about to take him out
Blaps on blaps, it’s a fact, this is a brick of raw
Tell me why the hell you guys rap if it’s all fictional?
Tell me why the hell you guys snack if you’re criminal?
“Ayy, Dot, can I get a drop?” I’m like, “Nah”
Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal
It’s a full moon, let the (ah) wolves out, I’ve been a dog

I feel great, get the hell out my face
Look sharp, but she lacks taste
I walked in, walked out with the loot
Mando, let me know what’s happening

Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (mh-mh), squabble up (mh-mh)
Squabble up (mh-mh), squabble up

Lyrics licensed & provided by LyricFind
WRITERS
Jack Michael Antonoff, Matthew Bernard, Tony Butler, Mark Anthony Spears, Ruchaun Maurice Akers Jr., Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WHOOPING CRANE MUSIC

• Source: NEWHD MEDIA