lirik lagu goin up – french braids presents
west side four fingers, count to much money for you broke n-ggas
richie rich city i ain’t from the bay
my money come fast like andale
tell me what you want, tell me what you need
hit the car lot dealer hand me keys
hit the p-wn shops saying can you please
broke rappers stayin’ home, running outta cheese
goin up, i got all this money in my pocket and that sh-t is going up
she wanna pull her drawers down but this time is goin up
its goin up, its goin up, its goin up, its goin up
its goin up, its goin up, its goin up
its going up like a staircase, rare bape and the real one
no where near fake, real estate
paint a picture, yeah i ill-strate
young g getting paper like a dinner plate
like i’m dealin’ weight, you a pillow case
b-ss bang make the building shake
uh got my city on me like i got it tatted
gold chain, bustin’ semi automatic
my girl booty big you might wanna grab it
but if you reach for it you ain’t coming back wit
nada, keep heat like nevada
in the summer suzzy number one stunner
got gas like an h1 hummer
turn a good girl to a track runner
n-ggas don’t wanna, call em, and my check
keep a whole lotta, comas
and now i don’t give a f-ck
some n-ggas i’m with poppin them mollies i’m rolling up
i’m emptying out that bottle and putting gin in my cup
you n-ggas know what time is it, bought the rollie with diamonds
i smoke like there ain’t no crime it
just look at the car i’m driving
you n-ggas go keep that talking
my homies go get the fire and n-gga watch your mouth
flying g 5’s when i’m in the clouds
porsche 911 when i’m on the ground
see me on the scene all i talks paper
buying all the bottles then i paid the tab later
you a f-ck n-gga can’t get a favor
yeah i’ve been broke, but i never been a hater
my broads from the bay, bloods from the bay
ask around i got h-ll of love in the bay
get money give a f-ck what a hater say
i’ma bring the kay kay and bombay…
its going up
got my ends up now these girls think i’m the man
got some red kicks on that came straight from j-pan
got my whole hood with me like i came with the clan
drinking so much liquor you ain’t making no sense
they said the bay we never do it but i’m thinking we can
and my whole cl1ck fly, n-ggas prayin’ we land
switch my lingo up, so they can’t understand
i got my cirrelo rapped up and two rubber bands
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