WAY UP!

[Chorus]
Hey, I made these racks I'm on top of the world (Top)
You talking shit, Imma start up a purge
I'm off the X, I get high as a bird (I get high as a bird)
Ion give a fuck what you said or you heard
Hop in the track hawk and then Imma swerve (Swerve, swerve)
Bitch don't talk to me you get on my nerves
These bitches be broke they gotta watch and learn
(Yeah!)
Way up
I made these hundreds and fifties and now I been way up (Turn up, turn up)
All of these bitches they calling my phone after they knew I'm living it up (They knew I'm living it up)
I just be counting my money up, laughing at all of you brokies that said I was not gonna make it but look at me up

[Verse]
Look at me up
Can you see me counting up the bucks?
Too many racks and I spent it on drugs
I can't trust these hoes 'cause they bluff
Come in with a 'Rari then leave in a truck
Got my guns in the back and got me in the front
Got my guns in the back so if any opp pull up on me with their motherfucking bitch they get done (Spun)
I shoot his ass like it's a movie
That lil' boy hot, like he a jacuzzi
I went to LA and I spent a few bands and some hundreds on a lil bit of fucking Gucci
I don't fuck with strangers 'cause all of them pussy bitches be so lame and be so fucking goofy
I did so much shit for my brothers but they ain't do nothing to me, I don't know why'd they do me like that
But at least I got a Maybach
Not gonna lie this song laid back
Just dropped a song and the money just came back
The money you made in a year, I just made that
The money you made in a year, I just made in a second
I just be fucking around making records
Too many plaques that they call me a legend
But I can't let them know about the fucking method
But I can't let them know about the fucking plan
Walk in the room and they call me the man
I put my heart and soul into this music shit so I can make some bangers for the fans
Hopped out the jeep and that pussy boy ran
Hop in a jet and I wake up in France
My music so fire that all of the bitches love me when they see me at first glance

[Chorus]
Hey, I made these racks I'm on top of the world (Top)
You talking shit, Imma start up a purge
I'm off the X, I get high as a bird (I get high as a bird)
Ion give a fuck what you said or you heard
Hop in the track hawk and then Imma swerve (Swerve, swerve)
Bitch don't talk to me you get on my nerves
These bitches be broke they gotta watch and learn
(Yeah!)
Way up
I made these hundreds and fifties and now I been way up (Turn up, turn up)
All of these bitches they calling my phone after they knew I'm living it up (They knew I'm living it up)
I just be counting my money up, laughing at all of you brokies that said I was not gonna make it but look at me up