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Ya, ya
Ya, ya
Turn headphones up Cruz
Way up
Shit like I'm Chan
is lit and we back again

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe they tried to us
Run a check and em pay up
Its all business no favors
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Summer better save up
Going up elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

That shit never get by us
Niggas bitches be dick ridin'
how nigga like Rich Pryor
See 'em and I the shit out 'em
Throwin' ten k its ten dollars
I that bitch make a ten out her
I pop perc fuck the out her
Fuck her so good I care bout her
She I been 'bout it I'm on my way up
My chick a Barbie no weave and no
Hang with the trappers don't be with no
My city gon' tell you that we on paper
capers when I'm in that Wraith
I'm feelin' Meechie or three ATL
Purp got like I on a rail
Mixing that with that new YSL
Sellin' that gave me confidence
Bust the Role gave me confidence
I let the fiend watch the coupe tell 'em it
She on my dick I can't you no
Bahgdad on that pussy bombin'
Bad bad that chopper Osama shit
Rockin' shit
at the clear port nigga we flyin' shit

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe they to play us
Run a and tell' em pay up
Its all business no favors
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Summer better save up
Going up like
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

Way up, way up, way up
Skinny nigga walkin' like got his weight up
Hold up bitch I'm fast they holler "Wait up"
Fixin' bitches just so I can and break her
I been doin' since Jacob came with Jacobs
If you me then you owe me fuck you pay up
in Atlana aka Al-Queda
Crossin' up I'm Kyrie Irving the lay up
Pushin' whips and poppin' pistols for the
Goin' up they want to your elevator
Havin' lunch on top of [?] way up
Paper on aye hoe I got flavor
me [?]
I pull up with like I'm [?]
Put on that bitch for the haters
work it came in from lil' [?]
Got birds and got bricks and they came in the
Them ain't poppin' shit got a shot on me like Peja Stojaković
[?] fuck it nigga it got me rich
Ya you might got a gun but you ain't it
Nigga doin' dirty business got Lord save 'em
money on the Lord got me way up, way up, way up

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe they to play us
Run a and tell' em pay up
Its all ain't no favors
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Summer better save up
Going up elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up