way up!

[Chorus: soraxleblanc]
Go ahead, don't wait up
Party on the hills, a nigga on the way up
Sip a couple drinks, let's stay up
If you tryna slide then baby, hit me later
(Oh, ah)
Want a verse, you better pay up
If you see me girl, I might fuck up your makeup
Girl you vibing with me now so fuck ya breakup
If you tryna hang with me, you better save up

[Verse 1: soraxleblanc]
If you tryna fuck, baby let's go
Heard she want a baby, gotta go, go
Yea, feelings I've seen through
We got some arrangements, give a fuck who you bequeathed to
Not a need to take that dress off, girl it's see-through
Play your cards right, girl I might just go and keep you
I don't really need to so better keep it cool
I'm not doing better baby, I got better things to do
I'm not beefing with nobodies, I got better things to prove
Better be on best behaviour, got plenty hoes to choose
Medal-medals on my letterman
Hired an accountant to keep track of who I'm better than
Heh, it's alot of yall
So many dollars stacked up it's a solid wall
If she want me, she gon' pull up, I don't gotta call

[Chorus: soraxleblanc]
Go ahead, don't wait up
Party on the hills, a nigga on the way up
Sip a couple drinks, let's stay up
If you tryna slide then baby, hit me later
(Oh, ah)
Want a verse, you better pay up
If you see me girl, I might fuck up your makeup
Girl you vibing with me now so fuck ya breakup
If you tryna hang with me, you better save up

[Verse 2: snacking peaches]
A thousand reasons why I'm better than yo last
I got me a visa, when I swipe it, it don't max
I doubled up my skillset, now I'm gettin' to the racks
Know I got my season and I'm spicing up the track
Know my tracks hot like picante
My squad pull up to the function, they need Allstate
That's the way we make the walls shake
No income tax
And when am I stacking?, bitch always, okay
Stack, stack it up
Seems you not really 'bout it, you don't stack enough
Let me say some shit that you ain't heard
"All your songs are tough"
Let me say some shit you ain't heard alot
"Man, that shit was buns"

[Verse 3: snacking peaches & soraxleblanc]
My shits hot, yo shits not, man we juxtaposed
Said he wanna keep making that music, boy I'm just opposed
Heard the way bro came in on that track, I said "Fuck that flow"
Yeah, hardest in the game, I'm 'bouta walk out with my nuts exposed
Fuck a hater, suck my dick until my nuts explode
Flexing on a track, I check his wallet and it's nothing though
So sick with it, doctor said I got a fucking cold
OG in the back, they told me, "Sora, don't you ever fold"
Peaches on the track, I'm spitting gas like it's Texico
Mega stone your chain, ain't got the keys, boy them shits never glow
Shit, I'm doing shows now?, next year it's festivals
Me and peaches are the best, get off our testicles, bitch