Goin' Up (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Iamsu!

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West side four fingers, count to much money for you broke niggas 
Richie Rich city I ain't from the bay 
My money come fast like andale 
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need 
Hit the car lot dealer hand me keys 
Hit the pawn shops saying can you please 
Broke rappers stayin' home, running outta cheeseGoin up, I got all this money in my pocket and that shit is going up 
She wanna pull her drawers down but this time is goin up 
Its goin up, its goin up, its goin up, its goin up 
Its goin up, its goin up, its goin up 
Its going up like a staircase, rare bape and the real one 
No where near fake, real estate 
Paint a picture, yeah I illustrate 
Young G getting paper like a dinner plate 
Like I'm dealin' weight, you a pillow case 
Bass bang make the building shake 
Uh got my city on me like I got it tatted 
Gold chain, bustin' semi automatic 
My girl booty big you might wanna grab it 
But if you reach for it you ain't coming back wit 
Nada, keep heat like Nevada 
In the summer Suzzy number one stunner 
Got gas like an H1 hummer, 
Turn a good girl to a track runner 
Niggas don't wanna, call em, and my check 
Keep a whole lotta, comas 
And now I don't give a fuck 
Some niggas I'm with poppin them mollies I'm rolling up 
I'm emptying out that bottle and putting gin in my cup 
You niggas know what time is it, bought the rollie with diamonds 
I smoke like there ain't no crime it 
Just look at the car I'm driving 
You niggas go keep that talking 
My homies go get the fire and nigga watch your mouth 
Flying G 5's when I'm in the clouds 
Porsche 911 when I'm on the ground 
See me on the scene all I talks paper 
Buying all the bottles then I paid the tab later 
You a fuck nigga can't get a favor 
Yeah I've been broke, but I never been a hater 
My broads from the bay, bloods from the bay 
Ask around I got hell of love in the bay 
Get money give a fuck what a hater say 
I'ma bring the kay kay and bombay... 
Its going up.Got my ends up now these girls think I'm the man 
Got some red kicks on that came straight from Japan 
Got my whole hood with me like I came with the clan 
Drinking so much liquor you ain't making no sense 
To the bay we never do it but I'm thinking we can 
And my whole click fly, niggas prayin' we land 
Switch my lingo up, so they can't understand 
I got my cirrelo rapped up and two rubber bands

Goin' Up (feat. Wiz Khalifa) - Iamsu! Lyrics

West side four fingers, count to much money for you broke niggas
Richie Rich city I ain't from the bay
My money come fast like andale
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
Hit the car lot dealer hand me keys
Hit the pawn shops saying can you please
Broke rappers stayin' home, running outta cheeseGoin up, I got all this money in my pocket and that shit is going up
She wanna pull her drawers down but this time is goin up
Its goin up, its goin up, its goin up, its goin up
Its goin up, its goin up, its goin up
Its going up like a staircase, rare bape and the real one
No where near fake, real estate
Paint a picture, yeah I illustrate
Young G getting paper like a dinner plate
Like I'm dealin' weight, you a pillow case
Bass bang make the building shake
Uh got my city on me like I got it tatted
Gold chain, bustin' semi automatic
My girl booty big you might wanna grab it
But if you reach for it you ain't coming back wit
Nada, keep heat like Nevada
In the summer Suzzy number one stunner
Got gas like an H1 hummer,
Turn a good girl to a track runner
Niggas don't wanna, call em, and my check
Keep a whole lotta, comas
And now I don't give a fuck
Some niggas I'm with poppin them mollies I'm rolling up
I'm emptying out that bottle and putting gin in my cup
You niggas know what time is it, bought the rollie with diamonds
I smoke like there ain't no crime it
Just look at the car I'm driving
You niggas go keep that talking
My homies go get the fire and nigga watch your mouth
Flying G 5's when I'm in the clouds
Porsche 911 when I'm on the ground
See me on the scene all I talks paper
Buying all the bottles then I paid the tab later
You a fuck nigga can't get a favor
Yeah I've been broke, but I never been a hater
My broads from the bay, bloods from the bay
Ask around I got hell of love in the bay
Get money give a fuck what a hater say
I'ma bring the kay kay and bombay...
Its going up.Got my ends up now these girls think I'm the man
Got some red kicks on that came straight from Japan
Got my whole hood with me like I came with the clan
Drinking so much liquor you ain't making no sense
To the bay we never do it but I'm thinking we can
And my whole click fly, niggas prayin' we land
Switch my lingo up, so they can't understand
I got my cirrelo rapped up and two rubber bands

Goin' Up (feat. Wiz Khalifa) lyrics !!!