Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Up, artist - Lil Baby. Album song Perfect Timing, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Up |
I been tourin' |
Can’t get to me |
They can’t get to me |
They can’t get to me because I’m up right now |
They can’t get to me because I’m up |
Flyer than a motherfuckin' pilot |
We been on the jets, we fly private |
I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow |
Then I gotta go to Texas, I’ll be back tomorrow |
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' every dollar |
Count up them blue hundreds, we ain’t got no money problems |
I’m tryna stack up and get it |
I went from rags to riches |
I blow the bag in Lenox |
I heard your Jag was rented |
I know you mad, admit it |
Jump in that Lam and hit it |
When I put that shit on I be drippin' |
I fuck the baddest bitches |
Bend that shit over, let me hit from the back |
She got some good head, I’ma send her to Saks |
Bitch I’m a dog and I’m killin' the cat |
And I’m a slime, bitch you better free Yak |
You niggas don’t talk, boy you better relax |
I make a call, get you beat with a bat |
Get your shit popped like the top of a gnat |
I got the cheese and you niggas is rats |
They can’t get to me because I’m up right now |
They can’t get to me because I’m up |
Flyer than a motherfuckin' pilot |
We been on the jets, we fly private |
I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow |
Then I gotta go to Texas, I’ll be back tomorrow |
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' every dollar |
Count up them blue hundreds, we ain’t got no money problems |
And I left the hood broke, came back in a Murciélago |
I might fuck on your daughter, I used to ride on MARTA |
Bitch know I’m a player, I coach the team like Coach Carter |
She tried to take me to Maury, no bitch I’m not the father |
All of these bitches they know that we get it |
Takin' them private flights city to city |
The shit that they doin', we already did it |
Never been losin', we already winning |
Coupe fully loaded, it’s already tinted |
Pulled off the lot, leave the top with the dealer |
I’m not a rapper, bitch I am a dealer |
They can’t get to me 'cause I’m in the middle |
They can’t get to me because I’m up right now |
They can’t get to me because I’m up |
Flyer than a motherfuckin' pilot |
We been on the jets, we fly private |
I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow |
Then I gotta go to Texas, I’ll be back tomorrow |
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' every dollar |
Count up them blue hundreds, we ain’t got no money problems |
We ain’t got no money problems, we ain’t got no money problems |
I told 'em put me in the game coach, I’m a starter |
And if she actin' like she need me I’ma starve her |
Remember days ridin' on MARTA |
But now we flyin' private jets to different cities |
And I keep a bad bitch with me |
Two chains everywhere like Tity, I done growed up |
Bad bitches askin' where the weed, it’s time to roll up |
They can’t get to me because I’m up right now |
They can’t get to me because I’m up |
Flyer than a motherfuckin' pilot |
We been on the jets, we fly private |
I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow |
Then I gotta go to Texas, I’ll be back tomorrow |
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' every dollar |
Count up them blue hundreds, we ain’t got no money problems |