Yea I′m Goin' Up
Man, You Already Know
Yea I′m Pourin' UpDirty Soda Movin' Slow
I Been Glowin′ Up
Minnesota With The Snow, Yea
Runnin′ Up All These Bands, Yea
Pullin' Up With The Pole
Yea I′m All Gas, No Brakes, Yea
I Can't Fuck With You, You A Snake, Yea
Bitch You Want The Jimmy Choo, Or Cameron Bass, Yea
Bitch I Don′t Know What To Do, They All Fake

Snakes In The Grass, That's That Shit I Hate
Better Not Hit Me For No Handout Lil′ Bitch I Cannot Relate
Bitch I'm Makin' Big Bag Moves I′m Movin′ All This Weight
I Can't Let My Brothers Fall, Yea I Make Sure That They′re Straight
Runnin Down The Block With A Bag In A Beamer
You Ask Where Your Hoe At And I'll Tell You I Ain′t Seen Her
She Think I'm Hot Shit I Think That Hoe Might Get A Fever
I Say I′m Gonna Make It And You Say I'm Just A Dreamer
Bitch I'm Goin′ Up, I′m Connectin' All These Bands
We Might Run Up On Your Block, And We Sprayin′ At Your Mans
Brand New Bust Down Patek On My Wrist My Diamonds Dance, Aye
She Say That She Want Me, I Might Give That Hoe A Chance
I'm In My Bag
All Up On Me For The Clout, Yea That Shit Is Such A Drag
Bitch I′m Juugin' And Finessin′ I Got Racks
I Just Walk Into The Party Flexin' I Don't Gotta Brag

Yea I′m Goin′ Up
Man, You Already Know
Yea I'm Pourin′ Up
Dirty Soda Movin' Slow
I Been Glowin′ Up
Minnesota With The Snow, Yea
Runnin' Up All These Bands, Yea
Pullin′ Up With The Pole, Yea
Yea I'm Goin' Up
Man, You Already Know
Yea I′m Pourin′ Up
Dirty Soda Movin' Slow
I Been Glowin′ Up
Minnesota With The Snow, Yea
Runnin' Up All These Bands, Yea
Pullin′ Up With The Pole