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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraWe Go Up (feat. Fivio Foreign)
(O mój Boże, ale dojebałem bit)New York, stand the fuck up! (Yeah)You know what's goin' on, nigga(Swizzy na bicie, ziomal)Fivio, Barbie (Papi Yerr)Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj, nigga(That's Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj)Touch my crown again, bitch (Bitch-ass niggas)It's only one king, it's only one queenthere's two crowns, nigga(There's only one king, there's only one queen, nigga)Baow, grrAyo, this week, 'Rari, next week, LamboBitch, I'm fly, I don't land thoughThis they funeral, start the serviceSay my name, make 'em nervousUh, you bitches is salty, I give them pressureUh, you bitches is salty, pass me the pepperUh, you bitchеs be jackin' me like thе RipperUh, I am a hustler, I can sell water to FlipperUh, I know they teabaggin', bitches is testyGet you a vacuum, bitches is messyLet's seeAfter all of that surgery, you are still uglyNow that is what gets meThis shit ain't new to me, shit is just new to y'allI wish a bitch would upon a shooting starYou thought you witnessed my final coup de grâce(Brrt) Look up, we shootin' starsSitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go upBitches don't come outside when the beef go upBut I love the way they mob when we roll upThese bitches bums, when I see themthey make me throw upI wish a bitch would spin, I'm like"Please show up"When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho upYou keep talkin' 'bout a bitch for the streets, grow up'Cause you the type to say that shitand knock a freak ho up (Ugh)I'm 'bout to make you regret you chose meas an enemy, bitchSouthside Jamaica, we mobbin' them bricksso pull up with them blicksSome of the best shooters out of New Yorkthey don't play with the Knicks (Ayo)That ain't Fivio Foreign, that's Barbie new foreign, bitchThese? Nah, that ain't ReebokWe back on that EwokPercocets, gotta detoxFirearms gon' get restockedShooters hittin' that G-spotBitches imitate, please stopSuck his dick like a freeze popFirst, he gotta give me top (Brrt)Louis bag, oh, that Louis bag more colorful than a peacockWeak niggas gotta get the bootgotta get the boot with no treetopHe was like, "Who that? She bad, " I was like"Oh, that's bestie"I could be all the way covered and still givin' sexyI know they sleepin' on me, bitches got epilepsyI don't do coke, little bitch, I don't even do PepsiLet's seeHow you don't like me but tryna do everything like me?That is what gets meSitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up(Get money)Bitches don't come outside when the beef go up(Take money)But I love the way they mob when we roll up (Haha)These bitches bums, when I see themthey make me throw up (Yo, all these bitches—)I wish a bitch would spin, I'm like"Please show up" (Ooh, rockaway)When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho upYou keep talkin' 'bout a bitch for the streets, grow up(I'm not playin')'Cause you the type to say that shitand knock a freak ho up (Grrt)Yeah, look, go on a drill and I make it look good to youI tell my shooter to bully you(Baow, I tell my shooter could bully you)Huh, yeah (Yeah)That nigga gon' kill you as soon as I look at you(Baow, baow, baow, baow)Huh, yeah, I never say what I wouldn't do(I never say what I wouldn't do)Yeah, look, open the door and I shoot out the bulletproofI'm with a baddie, she love the aggressionI'm with a demon, he wanna get recklessI'm showin' them growth and I'm teachin' 'em lessonsI watch how I'm moving 'cause I'm the investmentFuck her all night and I go and get breakfastI don't do paperwork or confessions (Nah)I don't do internet shows or texting (Nah)Shoot up the party, that's sendin' a message(Baow, baow, baow)Them niggas started us (Them niggas started us, yeah)The bulletproof is like a guarded truck (Skrrt)Ain't no blicky with me, I got Nicki with me (Nah)And she Barbied up (Lil' bitch, yeah)If we see 'em, we shooting the party up (Grrt)We ain't squashing so don't try to "sorry" us (Nah)I got rich friends and they be Rari'd up (Skrrt)If they want to, they shooting the Garvey up(Baow, baow, baowl boom)Fivi' (Fivi') , spazzin' (Spazzin')Two shows (Two shows) , backend (Backend)Fendi (Fendi) , Fashion (Fashion)Uh, Fendi Fashion (Fendi Fashion) (Yeah, look, huh)I put your brains on a napkinI tell my demons to whack 'emMy nigga died, then that nigga diedLook, I don't even know how it happened, bitchPink Rolls truck and my feet go up(Get money)Bitches don't come outside when the beef go up(Take money)But I love the way they mob when we roll up (Baow, grrt)(Haha)Bums, when I see them, they make me throw up(Big dumb, all these bitches—)I wish a bitch would spin, I'm like, "Please show up"(Baow) (Look up)When it come to Queen Sleaze, all the fees go up(Baow) (What happened?)I said we out, you can't breeze with us (Baow)And my wrist always on ice time, freeze, it's us (Baow)(The money)
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