
We So Up ft. Wntr! Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Snakes on my body, VV on the brain
I need me a chain, I'ma cook it up
Not happy with what I been making
My words just been faking, I need me a double cup
Ima pour it up, said pour it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
We so up right now we in the sky, the sky
We up right now I'm fly
Birds so fly at night, that's why my homies right
Snakes on my collar, I'm making a dollar
No snakes in my circle, I'm pouring up
Two fours like I'm purple and yellow
Your bitch, she said hello in murder, I'm pulling up
We so up right now we in the sky, the sky
We up right now, I'm fly
We so up, money's right
Stack it up, till it fall
Break the bank, it's all I know
We so up, that's why my money right, money right
I been up late, I won't sleep tonight, sleep tonight
Diamonds shining really brightly, crystal clear
I be lighting up every room, no chandelier, ayy
Fuckin' your bitch and I'm breaking her back
All of this paper is coming in stacks
If Psilo produced it, you know it ain't whack
If Psilo produced it, you know it ain't
Sick ass beat switch
I don't know why you don't think I am the one
All of this Bape and this Comme, they tryna call me
I got hella fuckin' jewelry on me
Diamonds, they shining up on me, shining up on me
We so up right now we in the sky, the sky
We up right now, I'm fly
Somebody get me on the mic while I'm off the spike
Spitting these lyrical bars like, ayy
To me, a K is just another day
Like how the Franklin Blue gon' mean a lot to you
I have an intellectual suspicion
Fuckin' other bitches not my mission
Fuckin' all these bitches in my mentions
Fuckin' bitches, chillin' in my mansion
Diamonds pretty dirty, way they dancin
Hypnotizing, way that I'm entrancing
Dashing with the bros, the way I'm prancing
Hopelessly involved, I am romancing
Ayy, verse don't stop
Verse don't stop when I pull up in the drop top
Flip flop, shit really windy, I be ridin' in soft top
I stop at the red light when I'm getting topped off
Yeah, aim at his neck, bitch, I'm takin' the top off
Feelin' so icy, it's flooding my stopwatch
Everybody feelin' like they wanna be the man
Put it on demand with the wok wok