[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah
Back to back
Ooh, ooh
Yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I take molly (Yeah)
And go up (Up)
We take coke (And what?)
We go up (Go up)
We got hoes (Bitches)
It's 'bout to go up (Ooh)
You playin' with smoke (Brrt)
It can go up (It can go up)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
It's up (Say what?)
It's up (Ayy)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
We can get up (Yee-hee)
Let's go up (Yee)
Let's go up (Yee)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hundred racks on me right now
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout, lil' bitty bitch?
I got bitches tryna fuck me, tryna suck me
Tryna meet me, I don't need money, they're rich
I got a couple little bitches I done bought a Patek
I'ma put a couple more in their tip
Bless her hips (Oh)
Them bitches dip (Oh-oh, yeah)
I just got a ghetto ho to better ho, another ho
I'm ridin' 'round Mexico with litty
Pull up to your hood with a busted up brick
We ain't playin' 'bout our stuff, big killin' (Yeah)
I just got a king size box of red bottoms
I done spent a hundred racks on bitches
Surf jet just bought me a seal
Act', I don't need bubblegum or nothin' (Uh-uh)
I just got a real pint of Actavis
We don't need no bubblegum or nothin' (Yeah)
I just got a real pint of Act'
We ain't need bubblegum or no-nothin', yeah, uh
Kibbles 'n Bits my dog 'cause we German, uh
I just twisted a Backwood, I think it was sherbet (Let's go)
Yee-hee, Goyard ('Yard)
Yee-hee, let's have a money war (Yeah)
Yee-hee, see me hidden in the dark (Yeah)
Yee-hee, my niggas, we lovin' this war
(My niggas, we lovin' this war)
Yee-hee, I forgot about superstardom (Yeah, yeah)
Yee-hee, I take my dog's charge (Yeah, yeah)
Yee-hee, make me pull your dog card
Yee-yee, and the ting go bad up (Yee)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I take molly (Yeah)
And go up (Up)
We take coke (And what?)
We go up (Go up)
We got hoes (Bitches)
It's 'bout to go up (Ooh)
You playin' with smoke (Brrt)
It can go up (It can go up)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
It's up (Say what?)
It's up (Ayy)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
We can get up (Yee-hee)
Let's go up (Yee)
Let's go up (Yee)
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Hundred thousand on me right now
What you talkin' 'bout, lil' bitty bitch? Ooh
Runnin' 'round town with the Glock on me now
Runnin' 'round, lil' bitty bitch, yeah
I got a Glock on me right now and it came with a long clip (Yeah)
Uh, I'm with the Bloods, yeah, yeah
Fall in the blood, ooh, yeah
I follow them Bloods, ooh, yeah
Reppin' them Bloods, ooh, yeah
Sign with them Bloods, ooh, yeah
Reppin' them Bloods, ooh, yeah
Blatt-blatt, all in the blood, yeah, yeah
Yeah, shawty a dub, ooh, yeah
She really a dub (She really a dub)
Yeah, you know what's up, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Keepin' it tucked, yeah, ooh
Shawty got up, ooh, yeah
She fuckin' with us, ooh, yeah
She hop in my bus, ooh, yeah
Lil' shawty gon' bust, ooh, yeah
She fallin' in love, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
Let's go up (Let's go up)
We could go up (We could go up)
We could go up (We could go up)
We could go up (We could go up)
Let's go up (Let's go up)
We could go up (We could go up)
We could go up (We could go up)
We could go up (We could go up)
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Fuck your bitch for my brunch (Whoa, whoa, what?)
Go to Paris for lunch (Let's go, yeah)
Smokin' that gas like a skunk (Skunk)
Got a camel, no hump (Lil Uzi)
Nigga, don't talk greasy (Don't talk)
Better believe me (Better believe me)
You know I stay where the cheese be
Bitch, I'm a star like a Ouija
I did not mean to get creepy
Diamonds, they wet, need a squeegee (Squeegee)
You know I be where the dogs at
We know you hang where the fleas be (Ew)
Automatic where my keys be
I think that she Puerto Rican
She suck my dick and she leakin'
Just livin' my life and it's easy (Okay)
She put her knees where my feet be (Alright)
I need a whip that got three seats (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have a threesome, yeah, that's all week (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't want them hoes, yeah, they all weak (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have a threesome, yeah, that's all week
Don't want them hoes, yeah, they all weak
Pitch the rock just like a floater
Diamonds colder like a boulder
Canary look like Corona
Heard you own her, well I stole her
Well at least I'm just a loner
Smokin' gas, bitch, I'm a stoner
He want my swag, he's a cloner
Look at my pocket, it's big, gettin' swoler
I do not like her so I can't promote her
Whippin' them babies then leave it in strollers
You know she treat the Molly like the coca
[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
Let's go up
We can go up, we can go up
We can go up, let's go up
We can go up, we can go up
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I take molly (Yeah)
And go up (Up)
We take coke (And what?)
We go up (Go up)
We got hoes (Bitches)
It's 'bout to go up (Ooh)
You playin' with smoke (Brrt)
It can go up (It can go up)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
It's up (Say what?)
It's up (Ayy)
It can go up (Yee-hee)
We can get up (Yee-hee)
Let's go up (Yee)
Let's go up (Yee)
