Going Up Lyrics

These Niggas Trynna Bite The Leak

And Everybody Know It

Ran Off With His Pack

And Everybody Know It

Lil Foolay Really Poppin Shit

And Everybody Know It

In His Feelings Think I Took His Bitch

And Everybody Know It

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

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Going Up

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Going Up

Going Up

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Going Up

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Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

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Nigga this a big ole float

Been swiping them cards since four

Junkies gone swing my door

We going up but them prices low

High rise loft 10th floor

Came up we was sleeping on the floor

Woah Uh

Took off on em didn't look back

Got em thinking that I'm selling my soul

Uh

Fell into some big ole racks

Got em mad cuz I been I'm my bag

My bitch want Chanel No.9

She can get what she want if she bad

Little nigga been going out bad

Can't get no bag he mad

Big facts we get them bags for the low

But them off brand niggas getting taxed

You trynna imitate how I move

You trying to hard be you

You know we ain't fucking with you

We know you ain't working no move

Yett

My shit going up times two

I just popped me a perc

I need two

These bitches still coming by the two's

Kick flavor like dis

Ohh Woo

These Niggas Trynna Bite The Leak

And Everybody Know It

Ran Off With His Pack

And Everybody Know It

Lil Foolay Really Poppin Shit

And Everybody Know It

In His Feelings Think I Took His Bitch

And Everybody Know It

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Ayee

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Ayee

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Ayee

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Ayee

Pour it up

Hi-Tec Red

Fill me up

Ehyett

Beat the block

Pray on the opps

We astronauts

We Going Up

Coming in first ain't no runner up

I'm flattered I know they gone copy us

Drop the pin

We locking in

Plugged in

Mexican

AMG

Mercedes Benz

Blue strips

Bestfriends

Sensei

Foolay

My Sons

All Dem

Let em in

They Strait

Need Percs

Right place

Fuckin with me cuz I'm popping

Exotic straight out the tropics

Mink rugs

Mink lashes

Know I got it

Still swiping

Bank juggs

Dark web

She soaking wet

Parasail

Need more bags

Done broke the scale

This a trap spot

We don't check the mail

Need more money

La'veon Bell

Keep ya mouth closed

It's gone sell itself

These Niggas Trynna Bite The Leak

And Everybody Know It

Ran Off With His Pack

And Everybody Know It

Lil Foolay Really Poppin Shit

And Everybody Know It

In His Feelings Think I Took His Bitch

And Everybody Know It

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Ayee

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Ayee

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Ayee

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Going Up

Ayee