Mile High Club

[Intro]
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up (Way up)
They keep on callin' my phone (Hello?)
They catchin' onto the bus, I got it out of the mud (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Bet I'ma go all the way up (Oh)
Bad girl from the soil, she takin' me out of this world (Okay okay)
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up! (Wave)

[Verse 1]
Nice guy with a cold shoulder
Yeah, we cool, but I don't know you
Rode a flow'
When I'm off the potion, give me superpowers
And I won't stop 'til the bankroll on supermassive
Big bank for the space chatter
Way up, been a squad, NASA
Cop the fear with the dark magic
Subtle flex when I run a race
Tell thеse rap niggas eat my dust
Lil' baddie, off thе cellular
Talkin' life and now we set it up
I'm a sharpshooter, yeah
Will Smith, call me Prince "Parc", let me freshen up
Babe boy on the level up, way up near the nebulas, uh
I'm never coppin' a chain, 'cause I see it all through the frames
And I leave it all on the pages
Feelin' like they want me locked a cage
They want us all on that fake shit
But I'ma go-all-the-way ape with it
'Cause I don't feel all the way save here, nah
Spray the champagne, shower up in the air
Stunnin' goggles, what the fuck is a fluke?
Untame and she wild off the Goose
Ghostwrite, bitch, I come through the roof
Fuck 12 'cause they all on my tail
Hella wild and I break all the rules
Chill, chill, bruh, you way outta line (Woo)
Yeah, I know it's a mood

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up (Way up)
They keep on callin' my phone (Hello?)
They catchin' onto the bus, I got it out of the mud (Yeah)
Bet I'ma go all the way up (Yeah-yeah)
Bad girl from the soil, she takin' me out of this world
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up!

[Verse 2]
Got 'em jaded, went and got the cadence
Spinnin' out my radius with it
Goin' crazy with it, got the phrase jumpin' off the page
Gifted, got the waves splishin', got the neighbors trippin'
Got the trap boomin', jumpin' out the speakers
Drip on me drippin' off the easel (Bang bang bang)
Gold wristed, couldn't tell me shit, bitch, nah
Balled up, fisted
Cookin' the bars, turn a lab into a livin' kitchen
Niggas grimace when I water whip it
Subtle flex, another candid image
Came from pushin' in the S-type with no license
Gas loaded, windows tinted
Still couldn't see me with the zoom on your lil' vision, nah
We are not the same, we got different lenses
No one's snappin' like we somethin' real vivid, keep it realistic
Quick to split it with my day ones
Got the label makin' bank runs
'Cause the train of thought like a freight, huh?
I'm the type to get a late start
You the type to be afraid, huh?
I'm the type to never have things
You the type to have it made, huh? Yeah, wave
And I keep fuel to the flame, huh?
How they got me goin' this hard?
Really, I'm the type to never say much
Vicegrip, got the game clutched
Every song, make the stage rush
I always said makin' money might change things
But never let it make us

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up (Yeah-yeah) (Way up)
They keep on callin' my phone (Hello?)
They catchin' onto the bus, (Right) I got it out of the mud (Yeah)
Bet I'ma go all the way up
Bad girl from the soil, she takin' me out of this world
Bitch, I'ma go-

[Outro]
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up
(Yeah) They keep on callin' my phone
They catchin' onto the bus, I got it out of the mud
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up (Yeah)
They keep on callin' my phone
They catchin' onto the bus, I got it out of the mud (Yeah-yeah)
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up
Young nigga, what a dream, hold it down for my team
I'm afraid of how I'm feelin', I get high, near the ceilin' (Bang bang bang)
How I'm feelin'
High near the ceilin', I've been livin' like I'm past rules
In this wide tip to the livin' like I'm fearless (Wave)
Bitch, I'ma go all the way up!
Yeah, yeah (Wave)