Luyện nghe bài hát Way Up

Ya, ya
Ya, ya
Turn headphones up Cruz
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 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 comin' save up
up like elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

That shit never get by us
like bitches be dick ridin'
Funny how nigga like Pryor
See 'em and I smack the out 'em
ten k like its ten dollars
I grab that make a ten out her
I pop perc fuck the out her
her so good thought I care bout her
She I been 'bout it I'm on my way up
My a Barbie no weave and no makeup
Hang with the trappers don't be no haters
My city gon' you that we on some paper
Theolonius when I'm in that Wraith
I'm feelin' like Meechie or ATL
Purp got like I on a rail
Mixing that Birk with new YSL
Sellin' dope gave me confidence
Bust down the Role gave me
I let the fiend watch the coupe 'em polish it
She on my I can't you no promises
Bahgdad on that pussy shit
Bad bad with chopper Osama shit
Rockin' Givenchy
Trap at the clear nigga we flyin' shit

I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Can't believe they tried to 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 comin' better up
Going up elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

Way up, way up, way up
Skinny nigga walkin' like done got his up
Hold up bitch I'm movin' fast they "Wait up"
bitches just so I can fuck and break her
I been doin' since Jacob came with Jacobs
If you know me then you owe me you pay up
Bombin' in aka Al-Queda
Crossin' up I'm Kyrie with the lay up
Pushin' whips and pistols for the paper
up they want to stop your elevator
Havin' on top of [?] feelin' way up
on Rodeo aye hoe I got flavor
me [?]
I pull up work like I'm [?]
Put tens on bitch for the haters
That it came in from lil' [?]
Got birds and got bricks and they in the trailer
Them niggas ain't poppin' shit got a on me like Peja Stojaković
[?] fuck it lil' it got me rich
Ya you got a gun but you ain't poppin' it
Nigga doin' dirty business got damn Lord '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 they tried to play us
Run a check and em pay up
Its all ain't no favors
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
Summer better save up
up like elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up