going up! Lyrics

Whoa (whoa)

Yeah (yeah)

Hey (hey)

Whoa (whoa)

Told that girl, "Don't say a word if you keepin' it real" (yeah)

Shawty was losin' her mind, I don't know what's the deal, yeah

Better wear your cleats and your helmet when you in the field (huh)

Better watch out boy, I'ma dunk on your ass like O'Neal, yeah

Fuck all these niggas, I'm knowin' what all of them want (yeah)

Walk on this beat and you know damn well I can stomp, stomp

Don't worry 'bout me 'cause I keep that lil' Glock in the trunk, trunk

You probably shouldn't play wit' that boy 'cause he will leave you slumped, slumped

I'm in the back, I'm with all of my niggas (my niggas, yeah)

Better close your mouth when they pullin' that trigger (splat)

Post up in the hood but I gotta think bigger

He not on the team, that boy is not wit' us (let's go)

He run up on me, I'm hittin' that boy wit' that fire (okay)

I catch that lil' boy and now he sittin' on the sidelines

Hit him in his brain and now that boy not thinkin' right (gang)

Can't text that girl no more, I told her, "Bye, bye"

'Member when I was down bad and I slept on the floor

Huh, wake up and gettin' these racks, now I want some more, yeah

Want nothin' to do with that girl 'cause she makin' me bored

Had to call my Glock a lion 'cause it got a roar, yeah

Aye, keep it real silent, we can't get his name out

That lil' boy go way too crazy, he tryna blow his brains out

You said you ain't 'bout that snitchin', huh, bet not tell your mans out

I was like, "Girl, is you wit' it or what?" Now I got her pullin' her pants down

Hand me that money lil' boy, I'm like, "What is your offer?", huh, huh, yeah

This not a surgery, I send that boy to the doctor, huh, huh, yeah

Tired of high school, I gotta get that diploma, huh, huh, yeah

Got knocked upside your head, now you lay in a coma, huh, huh, yeah

Do not say too much or that bullet gone go in your throat

I just shipped that pack somewhere but I don't know where it go

If I'm tired of that girl then I'ma pass her to the bro

Choppa push his scalp back, choppa pushin' back his 'fro, now they stealin' my flow

That's it (that's it)