Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Go Up, artist - Rich The Kid.
Date of issue: 11.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Go Up |
Run that money counter, baby |
Ayy, who the fuck is Narquise? |
I told my dawg put these keys inside of the mattress |
Bitch, I’ma ball like I’m AI, I ain’t never gotta practice |
I want a whole lot of Jacksons |
That nigga pussy, he an actress |
I’m Rich Forever, everlasting |
My shit together, I been havin' it |
And my diamonds dance like I’m Michael Jackson |
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up |
My diamonds all wet, don’t throw up |
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up |
A nigga talk about Rich, gon' go up (Woo) |
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up (Ayy, yeah) |
Talkin' 'bout a check, I show up (What?) |
Pour the Hi-Tech, I show up (Lean) |
Bitch, I’m in the Bentley doin' donuts (Skrrt) |
Got the Audemar froze up |
I got the Lam' doors goes up (Huh?) |
She a freak, she fuck both us (What?) |
For the Ghost, got a chauffeur (Chauffeur) |
Why you cuffin'? |
You don’t know her (Woo, woo) |
Why you cappin'? |
You ain’t rich, bitch (Rich, bitch) |
In the mall, I ain’t spend shit (Spend shit) |
Cut her off 'cause she ain’t meant shit (Huh?) |
You been flexin', but it’s rented (Woo, woo) |
And you know my prices way up (Way up) |
Slim bitch, she got D cups (D cups) |
Lil' foreign wanna eat up (Eat up) |
Lot of foreigns when you see us (Rich) |
I told my dawg put these keys inside of the mattress |
Bitch, I’ma ball like I’m AI, I ain’t never gotta practice |
I want a whole lot of Jacksons |
That nigga pussy, he an actress |
I’m Rich Forever, everlasting |
My shit together, I been havin' it |
And my diamonds dance like I’m Michael Jackson |
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up |
My diamonds all wet, don’t throw up |
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up |
A nigga talk about Rich, gon' go up |
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up |
I’ve been rockin' my white ice, Rolls Royce |
Codeine, now my price been goin' up |
A nigga just landed in Florida, huh |
I’m 'bout to call all the zoes up |
We ain’t chose this life, fuck, shit, this shit done chose us |
I wanna pull up in Maybach, I wanna pull out the Rolls truck |
Fuckin' that bitch with her toes up |
I got the cheese like a cold cut |
Slide in Aventador |
With the Glock in the middle, I just put the doors up |
Ain’t got a mentor |
They know I’m big homie every time I roll up |
I got a style with no stylist |
Knocked a couple bitches workin' at Follies |
And I just flew my bitch first class out of Dallas, yeah, yeah |
I’m off the molly, nigga, I’m booted |
Glock in the Timmy and I’m 'bout to shoot it |
And I told my migo get them loads in |
Feelin' like Gunna, 'bout to speed up, huh |
Try to ride my wave, can’t keep up, yeah, yeah, yeah |
I told my dawg put these keys inside of the mattress |
Bitch, I’ma ball like I’m AI, I ain’t never gotta practice |
I want a whole lot of Jacksons |
That nigga pussy, he an actress |
I’m Rich Forever, everlasting |
My shit together, I been havin' it |
And my diamonds dance like I’m Michael Jackson |
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up |
My diamonds all wet, don’t throw up |
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up |
A nigga talk about Rich, gon' go up |
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up |