Price Done Went Up
Pouring up the four (they pouring up the four)
Niggas pouring fours, I don't do that, baby
Just give me a cup and some soda pop (soda pop)
Don't even put ice that's just how I rock
Cardiac cat, Jaguar bae
I been on a roll like I'm TLaw bae (Duval)
Speeding on the road like a NASCAR race
Just pick up the phone I been waiting all day
Wait
I do not know who you are
I ain't give you no invitation, just back back
You know I'm realer than real
And you just a bum just face it, just face facts
I just got put on the map
Hop on the wagon before I takeoff
Oh yeah, and rest in peace to takeoff
A beautiful soul we never shoulda lost
They calling for help but don't got the sauce (SOS, SOS)
You get it? (what)
They calling for help but don't got the sauce
Florida boy, shout out to Kodak The Boss
Me and my brodies never take a loss
Outfits stay dripped like I'm soaked in some Voss
Come get your bitch she stay getting tossed
She really want me, but it's gonna cost
Yeah, the price done went up (say it again)
Yeah the price done went up
She not giving up, she trying her best
I'm sorry baby you just ran outta luck (oh no)
You came in too late
Shoulda took interstate
Defending my heart like Shaq in the paint
I know that I got some immaculate taste
Do me a favor and shake it in my face
Do me a favor and shake it in my face
Show me how you roll
Just show me how you roll
Niggas pouring fours, I don't do that, baby
Just give me a cup and some soda pop (soda pop)
Don't even put ice that's just how I rock
Cardiac cat, Jaguar bae
I been on a roll like I'm TLaw bae (Duval)
Speeding on the road like a NASCAR race
Just pick up the phone I been waiting all day
Wait
I do not know who you are
I ain't give you no invitation, just back back
You know I'm realer than real
And you just a bum just face it, just face facts
I just got put on the map
Hop on the wagon before I takeoff
Oh yeah, and rest in peace to takeoff
A beautiful soul we never shoulda lost
They calling for help but don't got the sauce (SOS, SOS)
You get it? (what)
They calling for help but don't got the sauce
Florida boy, shout out to Kodak The Boss
Me and my brodies never take a loss
Outfits stay dripped like I'm soaked in some Voss
Come get your bitch she stay getting tossed
She really want me, but it's gonna cost
Yeah, the price done went up (say it again)
Yeah the price done went up
She not giving up, she trying her best
I'm sorry baby you just ran outta luck (oh no)
You came in too late
Shoulda took interstate
Defending my heart like Shaq in the paint
I know that I got some immaculate taste
Do me a favor and shake it in my face
Do me a favor and shake it in my face
Show me how you roll
Just show me how you roll
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Writer(s): Elijah Hodges
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