Up Up Up
Up
Hold up, Count My money bitch
I'm flexing on yall
Please get the fuck out my face, I been a big baller (Fuck em)
Imma big shot caller, aint no time for the stalling
I'm finna fuck up a check
Pull up to your house in a jet
Move the trap to the jet
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
I'm a 'burb nigga, from Baltimore
You either Body niggas or you Murder whores
I don't talk or take shit from nobody
As long as nobody takes shit from me
Or the fam nigga
Rammed nigga, click clack pow
You damned nigga get slammed nigga
No slapbox, I'm not a fox like Dora and the fam nigga
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
I got the molly, I got the white, I got your bitch
She on my dick every night, uh yeah, I got the pics
Imma flexer, Aye mama you know that
Wanna hit it right now, are you bout it?
You thick like a Queen are you about it?
Come fuck with a King
Tag your it, I got a Mag lil bitch
I don't need to Mac your bitch
Wife punani like mac n cheese
She keep breaking my back, it's lit
In the club we be so fucking lit
She keep backing that ass on my dick
Bend her over you know that she screaming (Oh)
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up (Mind as well lay down, get drowned, a hurricane is coming to the town)
I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Mind as well lay down, get drowned
A hurricane is coming to the town
Yall know me, K-I-N-G
Watering these niggas blocks down
Definitely the visions cause the vision is Devi
Can't carry all you niggas cause you niggas pretty heavy
Now the light's on me, Clocks on freeze
I'm coming for the industry, I'm going Up (yeah yeah)
I'm going up, I don't know who to trust
Thought you was my bruh, but you not really my bruh
You tried to hit a lick on my son
Now I'm bout to water your block for fun
Hope you drown in the shit, you is a clown
When we sounding the dogs, we in your shit
You know we don't play around, that's Kruddy Gang bitch
We Red & Black with hoodies and the black Tims you bitch
Uh yeah, I thought I said that I have molly
I thought I said that I have white
I thought I said don't hit my phone
Bitch no, you're not my type
I got my wife at home
Prolly laying there naked, no clothes
She need money to pierce her nose
My lil baby just pierced her nose
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Hold up, Count My money bitch
I'm flexing on yall
Please get the fuck out my face, I been a big baller (Fuck em)
Imma big shot caller, aint no time for the stalling
I'm finna fuck up a check
Pull up to your house in a jet
Move the trap to the jet
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
I'm a 'burb nigga, from Baltimore
You either Body niggas or you Murder whores
I don't talk or take shit from nobody
As long as nobody takes shit from me
Or the fam nigga
Rammed nigga, click clack pow
You damned nigga get slammed nigga
No slapbox, I'm not a fox like Dora and the fam nigga
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
I got the molly, I got the white, I got your bitch
She on my dick every night, uh yeah, I got the pics
Imma flexer, Aye mama you know that
Wanna hit it right now, are you bout it?
You thick like a Queen are you about it?
Come fuck with a King
Tag your it, I got a Mag lil bitch
I don't need to Mac your bitch
Wife punani like mac n cheese
She keep breaking my back, it's lit
In the club we be so fucking lit
She keep backing that ass on my dick
Bend her over you know that she screaming (Oh)
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up (Mind as well lay down, get drowned, a hurricane is coming to the town)
I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Mind as well lay down, get drowned
A hurricane is coming to the town
Yall know me, K-I-N-G
Watering these niggas blocks down
Definitely the visions cause the vision is Devi
Can't carry all you niggas cause you niggas pretty heavy
Now the light's on me, Clocks on freeze
I'm coming for the industry, I'm going Up (yeah yeah)
I'm going up, I don't know who to trust
Thought you was my bruh, but you not really my bruh
You tried to hit a lick on my son
Now I'm bout to water your block for fun
Hope you drown in the shit, you is a clown
When we sounding the dogs, we in your shit
You know we don't play around, that's Kruddy Gang bitch
We Red & Black with hoodies and the black Tims you bitch
Uh yeah, I thought I said that I have molly
I thought I said that I have white
I thought I said don't hit my phone
Bitch no, you're not my type
I got my wife at home
Prolly laying there naked, no clothes
She need money to pierce her nose
My lil baby just pierced her nose
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
Up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up, I'm going up
Man I'm going up up up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up, I'm going up
Yeah I'm going up
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Writer(s): King Devi
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