Luyện nghe bài hát Way Up

Ya, ya
Ya, ya
Turn them headphones up
Way up
Shit like I'm Jackie
Summer is lit and we back

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't they tried 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 comin' save up
up like elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

That shit never get by us
Niggas like bitches be dick
Funny how nigga like Rich
See 'em and I the shit out 'em
ten k like its ten dollars
I grab bitch make a ten out her
I pop fuck the shit out her
Fuck her so thought I care bout her
She know I 'bout it I'm on my way up
My a Barbie no weave and no makeup
Hang with the trappers be with no haters
My gon' tell you that we on some paper
Theolonius capers when I'm in Wraith
I'm feelin' Meechie or three ATL
Purp got leanin' like I on a
Mixing that with that new YSL
Sellin' dope gave me confidence
Bust the Role gave me confidence
I let the fiend watch the coupe 'em polish it
She on my dick I you no promises
on that pussy bombin' shit
Bad bad with chopper Osama shit
Rockin' Givenchy
Trap at the clear port we flyin' shit

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe tried to play 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 comin' save up
Going up elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

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

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't they tried 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 like
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up