Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Livin It Up (with Post Malone & A$AP Rocky), artist - Young Thug. Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Livin It Up (with Post Malone & A$AP Rocky) |
| Hey |
| Mmm |
| We got forty-five bitches just livin' it up |
| Been too damn long without a sip of my cup |
| Sayin' one's too many, hundred isn't enough, alright |
| Don't worry 'bout 12, no, they ain't showin' up |
| Rocky came with the shots, Thug came with the blunts |
| Sayin' one's too many, hundred isn't enough, alright, yeah |
| Now you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb |
| Now you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb |
| Yeah, one's too many, hundred isn't enough |
| Yeah, a hundred just isn't enough |
| Oh, hey |
| Lucky girl, okay |
| What you want? |
| Andalé |
| Got ice on the way |
| Put stones in your face |
| Calamari, ocean lake |
| Split a million four ways |
| My pavilion Saint-Tropez, yeah, alright |
| Why is it so hard for you to cry when we rich? |
| I put the sideline in front 'cause I can't argue 'bout shit |
| I told God, "Protect my life 'cause I'm gon' cum in that shit" |
| You know I, you know I |
| She won't fasten up her seatbelt when we ride |
| Bought the girl a two-story penthouse in the Big Apple like a pie |
| She was tryna tie me down with all her words, but they were lies |
| But I let her get away with it 'cause sometimes she wanna die, yeah |
| We got forty-five bitches just livin' it up |
| Been too damn long without a sip of my cup |
| Sayin' one's too many, hundred isn't enough, alright (Alright, alright) |
| Don't worry 'bout 12, no, they ain't showin' up |
| Rocky came with the shots, Thug came with the blunts |
| Sayin' one's too many, hundred isn't enough, alright (Alright, alright), yeah |
| Now you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb |
| Now you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb |
| Yeah, one's too many, hundred isn't enough |
| Yeah, a hundred just isn't enough |
| I'm on my own |
| Get high with me, we'll levitate |
| Get high with me for brighter days |
| Oh, smile, let me spy the frame |
| I'm so lit, it could start the campfire |
| Shorty, where your man? |
| Let me stand by ya |
| Well, mister, esquire |
| Seen a fresh attire do a spin-out in my fresh tire |
| Red stones, I'm a vampire, it might petrify ya, uh |
| Whole city goin' dumb, dumb, dumb |
| Whole city goin' dumb, dumb, dumb |
| Uh, new semi goin' dump, dump, dump |
| Four-fizzy on the pump, pump, pump |
| We got forty-five bitches just livin' it up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Been too damn long without a sip of my cup |
| Sayin' one's too many, hundred isn't enough, alright (Alright, alright, yeah) |
| Don't worry 'bout 12, no, they ain't showin' up (Uh) |
| Rocky came with the shots, Thug came with the blunts (Just livin' it up) |
| Sayin' one's too many, hundred isn't enough, alright (Alright, alright), yeah |
| Now you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb |
| Now you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb |
| Yeah, one's too many, hundred isn't enough |
| Yeah, a hundred just isn't enough |