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Paroles de la chanson Goin Up par Rich The Kid lyrics officiel

Goin Up est une chanson en Anglais

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Yeah, yeah

Choppa make 'em melt (melt), put them on a shelf (bah)
These the cards he dealt (haha), rage is what he felt (felt)
Niggas lil' niggas (niggas), I'ma get the belt (belt)
I tried fuck with niggas but niggas all for they self (they self)

They pride way too high, I might just give that boy a shell (yeah)
But we don't give a fuck, think shit sweet, don't press your luck
We keep that chop', won't knuckle up unless you're family, friends, or blood
You know this shit be goin' up (up), we got fifty, goin' up (up)
I got bitches goin' up (uppy), so I'm in that whip doin' doughnuts (uppy)
These niggas know I'm with the shits, man, you know I'm poppin' shit (bah)
Man, you know I'm on my big dog, big poppa shit (yeah)
If you want war with us, then we pull up sockin' shit (bah, bah)
Yeah, hit 'em, huh, yeah, I had to bop the bitch (bah)
Pull up rockin' shit like a mothafuckin' band
I got my feet up in the sand, I'm at the beach with a bitch
She sandy cheeks, I'm dirty dan
I'm smokin' out the P, remember I couldn't even buy a gram
Speakin' of the beach, I keep that heat, lil' bitch, don't catch a tan (yeah)
Catch 'em in the street and let it fly, that boy turn peter pan
Saw my opp at Walmart, I swear to god he was a fan
And I been the biggest bird, bitch, I'm falcon when I land (oh man got damn)

Ha, huh, I just pull up in a big body (skrr)
Baby girl off the molly, (?) my feet, massage
I catch me a opp, put holes in his body (bow, bow)
Ten bitches geekin' up in the lobby
Diamonds on me, babe, you know I'ma have it
Huh, hold on where?
Baby, give me head (give me head)
If I catch a opp, I swear that that boy, he be dead (bow, bow)
And I'm with Trippie and you know he bang that red
I can't hang with suckers 'cause they talking to the feds (hah, Dexter)
Huh, hold on, huh
Richard Mille cost a house
'Cago nigga, I come from the south
Remember when them days used to sleep on the couch
That more money like, "Blaow"
Get to the money, the M&Ms
Can't be in my section, them boys is not having it
I pulled up in a Bentley, no Benz (what?)
I wanna fuck on your friend (I wanna fuck on your frie-)
Dexter

I told my baby, like, "I really like you and I'm talk-
Like, I really do like you, um
What's seven plus seven? Fourteen, right?"
Trippie talk to 'em
Fuck it (yeah)

Choppa make 'em melt (melt), put them on a shelf (bah)
These the cards he dealt (haha), rage is what he felt (felt)
Niggas lil' niggas (niggas), I'ma get the belt (belt)
I tried fuck with niggas but niggas all for they self (yeah)

Prices going up (up), bitches going up (up)
How can I fall off when all my money going up? (Okay)
Birkin for my bitch and for my wrist a couple bucks
Pour lean in the red cup (red), I'm pouring the racks up (racks up)
I can't leave without my baby (my baby), bitch, yeah, that's my choppa (my choppa)
They don't want no smoke 'cause they gon' pull up, red dot 'em (grah)
They gon' roll 'em up (up), drugs going up (up)
Tesla for my bitches, all my hoes be going up (going up)
I might pull up in a Lam', like all my doors be going up
Bought the bro some Eliantte, ain't nobody cold as us (yeah)
Made another forty milly (yeah), I gave lil' bro a cut (yeah)
I might drop like thirty racks and have your ho to pick 'em up (yeah, yeah)

Choppa make 'em melt, put them on a shelf
These the cards he dealt, rage is what he felt
Niggas lil' niggas, I'ma get the belt
I tried fuck with niggas but niggas all for they self

Choppa make 'em melt, put them on a shelf
These the cards he dealt, rage is what he felt
Niggas lil' niggas, I'ma get the belt
I tried fuck with niggas but niggas all for they self
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Reproduction des paroles interdite sans autorisation.
Auteurs: Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr., Dimitri Leslie Roger, Michael Lamar White IV
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group

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