Lời bài hát We Go Up
New York, stand the *** up
You know what's goin' on
Fivio, Barbie
Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj
Touch my crown again
It's only one king, it's only one queen
That's two crowns
Baow, ayo
This week, 'Rari, next week, Lambo
I'm fly, I don't land though
This they funeral, start the service
Say my name, make 'em nervous
Uh, you *** is salty
I give them pressure
Uh, you *** is salty
Pass me the pepper
Uh, you *** be jackin' me like the ripper
Uh, I am a hustler
I can sell water to flipper
Uh, I know they tea baggin', *** is testy
Get you a vacuum, *** is messy
Let's see
After all of that surgery, you are still ugly
And that is what gets me
This *** ain't new to me
*** is just new to y'all
I wish a *** would upon a shootin' star
You thought you witnessed my final coup de grâce
Look up, we shootin' stars
Sitting in the back of the Benz
And my feet go up
Don't come outside when the beef go up
But I love the way they mob
When we roll up
These *** bums, when I see them
They make me throw up
I wish a *** would spin
I'm like, please show up
When you talk to me
Please don't bring a cheap *** up
You keep talkin' 'bout a *** for the streets
Grow up
'Cause you the type to say that ***
And knock a freak *** up
I'm 'bout to make you regret
You chose me as a enemy
Southside Jamaica we mobbin' them bricks
So pull up with the blicks
Some of the best shooters out of New York
They don't play with the Knicks
Ayo, that ain't Fivio Foreign
That's Barbie new foreign
These, nah, that ain't Reebok
We back on that Ewok
Percocets got a detox
Firearms gon' get restocked
Shooters hittin' that G-spot
*** imitate, please stop
Suck his *** like a freeze pop
First he gotta give me top
Louis bag, oh, that Louis bag
More colorful than a peacock
Weak *** gotta get the boot
Gotta get the boot with no treetop
He was like, who that, she bad
I was like, oh, that's bestie
I could be all the way covered
And still givin' sexy
I know they sleepin' on me
*** got epilepsy
I don't do coke, little ***
I don't even do Pepsi, let's see
How you don't like me
But tryna do everything like me
That is what gets me
Sitting in the back of the Benz
And my feet go up
Get money
*** don't come outside
When the beef go up
Take money
But I love the way they mob
When we roll up
These *** bums, when I see them
They make me throw up
I wish a *** would spin
I'm like, please show up
When you talk to me
Please don't bring a cheap *** up
You keep talkin' 'bout a *** from the streets
Grow up
'Cause you the type to say that ***
And knock a freak *** up
Go on a drill
And I make it look good to you
I'll tell my shooter to bully you
Huh, yeah
That *** gon' kill you
As soon as I look at you
Huh, yeah
I never say what I wouldn't do
Huh, yeah, look
Open the door
And I shoot out the bulletproof
I'm with a baddie, she love the aggression
I'm with a demon, he wanna get reckless
I'm showin' them growth
And I'm teachin' 'em lessons
Now watch how I'm movin'
'Cause I'm the investment
*** her all night
And I go and get breakfast
I don't do paperwork or confessions
I don't do internet shows or textin'
Shoot up the party, that's sendin' a message
Them *** started us
The bulletproof was like a guarded truck
Ain't no blicky with me
I got Nicki with me
And she Barbie dolled up
When we see 'em, we shootin' the party up
We ain't squashin' ***
Don't try to sorry us
I got rich friends and they be 'Rari'd up
If they want to
They shootin' the Garvey up
Fivi', spazzin'
Two shows, backend
Fendi, fashion
I'll put your brains on a napkin
And I tell my demons to whack him
My *** died, then that *** died
Look, I don't even know how it happened
Pink Rolls truck and my feet go up
Get money
*** don't come outside
When the beef go up
Take money
But I love the way they mob
When we roll up
Bums, when I see them
They make me throw up
I wish a *** would spin
I'm like, please show up
When it come to Queen Sleaze
All the fees go up
What happen
I said we out
You can't breeze with us
And my wrist always on ice time
Freeze, it's us
