Up

[Chorus]
Run it up aye, fuck it up aye
I got hoes all on ma sack they know wassup aye
I just came up from the bottom now I'm up aye
Got the city singing 'long to all my songs aye

[Hook]
All my songs aye, all my songs aye
I just came up from the bottom now I'm up aye
All my songs aye, all my songs aye
Got the city singing 'long to all my songs aye

[Verse 1]
I know a lot of niggas that don't mean I trust 'em
I got 4 snitches on my timeline my shooter bussin'
I ain't gon' flex up on they hoe cause she stupid; she mean nothin'
Fake ass niggas think I'm just jokin' when I said I fuck they cousin
Niggas see wassup and imma show him what we bout
45s and 30s imma spraying it in they house
If you try another move, I'll put you 6 feet in the south
Make a nigga bring his bitch and imma fuck her in the mouth doe
Got a Asian bitch, she know I feed her lo-mein
White bitch on my dick, she sniff a line of cocaine
Black bitch she up next, you know she smoke that propane
European bitch, she know she be from Fran-say
Fuck on that bitch till she squirt aye
Made that bitch pull up her skirt aye
My hoe she come from the Bay aye
Fuck on the bitch the next day
Nigga my bars they go cray-zay
She eat the dick like a pan-cake
None of these hoes they gon' phase me; nigga my diamonds amazin'

[Chorus]
Run it up aye, fuck it up aye
I got hoes all on ma sack they know wassup aye
I just came up from the bottom now I'm up aye
Got the city singing 'long to all my songs aye

[Hook]
All my songs aye, all my songs aye
I just came up from the bottom now I'm up aye
All my songs aye, all my songs aye
Got the city singing long to all my songs aye

[Hook 2]
Nigga moving work
Flow fast Uzi Vert
Money what it worth
All these hoes they thirst'

[Verse 2]
Ride up in the foreign to the projects
I got money still be fuckin' up deposit
I got hoes they from Atlanta to Atlantic
I got beams all on my Glock like polka dot it
Cutting cheques, I'm getting money night and day
Pull up in the foreign; I hop up in the range
Pull up to yo stop yo whole gang they know my name
These niggas think I'm stupid they be tryna steal my fame
Trappin' for the fame; fuck the player hate the game
I push her to the side told that hoe she fuckin' lame
These niggas fake for clout but they stay lookin the same
And if you wanna ride then you gotta face the blames

[Chorus]
Run it up aye, fuck it up aye
I got hoes all on ma sack they know wassup aye
I just came up from the bottom now I'm up aye
Got the city singing 'long to all my songs aye

[Hook]
All my songs aye, all my songs aye
I just came up from the bottom now I'm up aye
All my songs aye, all my songs aye
Got the city singing long to all my songs aye