We Up

[Intro: YFN Lucci]

Huh yea

Yea yea, yea

That money came, now I'm runnin' thangs

That nigga lame, he don't know the game

She tryna act like she don't know the game

But she already know what's up we up we up

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]

Ok started from a dollar, turn it to a thousand

Used to rock the pradas, now that shit childish

Used to pull up in that Nissan, now I'm in that Audi

Never smoked the mid the whole room cloudy (real gas)

Thats gas and everybody got they own blunt so why pass

Ain't no pressure here, thru a thousand ones on 'em check the pressure yea

I'm on fire girl, yes he is

I'm so fly girl, yes I is

I'm finna get high, I'm on the way to the hill

My brother keep on saying we gon' make it this year

So I'mma start stuntin' and everything, I'm makin' this year

I'm talkin' YSL swagger

Yellow bone bad bitch, I had to bag her

Not to mention she marked up like i scratched her

I'm on fire like a match bruh, and so yea

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

That money came, now I'm runnin' thangs

That nigga lame, he don't know the game

She tryna act like she don't know the game

But she already know what's up, we up we up

Yea yea we up we up

Yea yea we up we up

Oh na na yea we up we up

And she already know what's up we up we up

[Verse 2: YFN Kay]

Started with them 96 pounds in the attic

Me, my brother Ick we had them pounds in the cabin

Free Friday YFN, everything free

Counting so much money it was Missy, Bo and Dee

Started with nowhere to

Go, now i’m at the 12

All them bitches used to hide me, now they kiss and tell

Used to be bricks and bell focused on them pots and scales

Now it’s paperwork, surf and turf got a yacht for sell

Photoshoot nigga this real life

Say she never seen a game, nigga she still bite

The money never left, it’s been here i just feel like

I’m tryna count a 10, you tryna fuck what it feel like (what’s on ya mind)

Them long folks road trips undercover

I’m thankful for the lord they ain’t snatch my brother, and about my brother i kidnap your brother, all i see is no other all we got is each other (YFN nigga)

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

That money came, now I'm runnin' thangs

That nigga lame, he don't know the game

She tryna act like she don't know the game

But she already know what's up, we up we up

Yea yea we up we up

Yea yea we up we up

Oh na na yea we up we up

And she already know what's up we up we up

[Verse 3: YFN Trae Pound]

Uh, is it me or niggas lame?

That money came oh now you wanna be with the game

Madison square courtside, shit the kid in the game

Thousand dollar shades, call it played

All my niggas made, hit em in the head for me and you get a raise

Told her get my man head, and she get the Jay’s

Swear we passed the bitch like we all be getting ate

But i be with them B’s (blat) , my niggas get the shooting you telling like little seed

And i be playing with the bread just like little seed, this ain’t make believe

Traepound i’m hotter than a motherfucker but i bought a watch just too cool me down

Now i got them watching me like a movie now

Cause that uzi got a cooly, tell em cool it down

Versace button down

Plus she already know wassup we up, we up

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

That money came, now I'm runnin' thangs

That nigga lame, he don't know the game

She tryna act like she don't know the game

But she already know what's up, we up we up

Yea yea we up we up

Yea yea we up we up

Oh na na yea we up we up

And she already know what's up we up we up