Me and my niggas stepping out we goin up
We pull up in the foreigns in the Bentley trucks
We got them choppers and the Aks in the trunk
And we got them sticks for them niggas acting up
Oh no please don't do it Trab J Money Double cup
Off of lean and Xans know I had to double up
Mr. 2 Cups Mr. 3 Cups know im pouring up
Sipping on good promethazine i got the semi tucked
I hop out the foreign truck, Im getting bash
Wait i meant im getting cash, And im f*cking on yo hoe
And you don't even know, But im bool off that bitch
I done had her ass before
Yeah my shooters so tactical they shooting in the snow
Make a wrong move and yo head is goin get blown
You know what it mean when you see that red beam
We sticking to the plan yeah the new A team
Platinum Records yeah that shit is my f*cking dream
Fresh off the molly yeah mixed in the lean
Never miss a shot yeah just call me KD
These niggas hating yeah and i caught it
All this ice on my wrist dripping harder than a faucet
When i send them shots you know i never miss a target
When yo hoe step out you know she already on the market
She ain't coming back yeah she met a real nigga
It's J Money and you know i got them figures
F*cking wit us you can't cause we real niggas
And we never fold Platinum records in this hoe
Im laughing to the bank counting up this bank rolls
Me and my niggas stepping out we goin up
We pull up in the foreigns in the Bentley trucks
We got them choppers and the Aks in the trunk
And we got them sticks for them niggas acting up
Oh no please don't do it Trab J Money Double cup
Off of lean and Xans know I had to double up
Mr. 2 Cups Mr. 3 Cups know im pouring up
Sipping on good promethazine i got the semi tucked
We goin up pouring up promethazine
Glocky wit a 30 know my niggas totting beams
Niggas been switching off yo hoe we passed her off to the team
Yo hoe goin watch me like a series know that she goin binge
Im goin bench wit this 30 imma press it, pull up on yo inside that tesla
I slid out in that audi bout to smash
A hunnid round drum in the back seat of the jag
I got yo bitch she off the lean she crash
Louie bag duffel full of lean i keep some in the stash
These f*ck niggas be mad cause im smoking all this gas
We goin up like makonnen on a tuesday popping tags
Trabajarie - Goin' Up (feat. J Money & ShaniaOnTheBeat) Lyrics
Trabajarie - Goin' Up (feat. J Money & ShaniaOnTheBeat) Lyrics
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Me and my niggas stepping out we goin up
We pull up in the foreigns in the Bentley trucks
We got them choppers and the Aks in the trunk
And we got them sticks for them niggas acting up
Oh no please don't do it Trab J Money Double cup
Off of lean and Xans know I had to double up
Mr. 2 Cups Mr. 3 Cups know im pouring up
Sipping on good promethazine i got the semi tucked
I hop out the foreign truck, Im getting bash
Wait i meant im getting cash, And im f*cking on yo hoe
And you don't even know, But im bool off that bitch
I done had her ass before
Yeah my shooters so tactical they shooting in the snow
Make a wrong move and yo head is goin get blown
You know what it mean when you see that red beam
We sticking to the plan yeah the new A team
Platinum Records yeah that shit is my f*cking dream
Fresh off the molly yeah mixed in the lean
Never miss a shot yeah just call me KD
These niggas hating yeah and i caught it
All this ice on my wrist dripping harder than a faucet
When i send them shots you know i never miss a target
When yo hoe step out you know she already on the market
She ain't coming back yeah she met a real nigga
It's J Money and you know i got them figures
F*cking wit us you can't cause we real niggas
And we never fold Platinum records in this hoe
Im laughing to the bank counting up this bank rolls
Me and my niggas stepping out we goin up
We pull up in the foreigns in the Bentley trucks
We got them choppers and the Aks in the trunk
And we got them sticks for them niggas acting up
Oh no please don't do it Trab J Money Double cup
Off of lean and Xans know I had to double up
Mr. 2 Cups Mr. 3 Cups know im pouring up
Sipping on good promethazine i got the semi tucked
We goin up pouring up promethazine
Glocky wit a 30 know my niggas totting beams
Niggas been switching off yo hoe we passed her off to the team
Yo hoe goin watch me like a series know that she goin binge
Im goin bench wit this 30 imma press it, pull up on yo inside that tesla
I slid out in that audi bout to smash
A hunnid round drum in the back seat of the jag
I got yo bitch she off the lean she crash
Louie bag duffel full of lean i keep some in the stash
These f*ck niggas be mad cause im smoking all this gas
We goin up like makonnen on a tuesday popping tags
We pull up in the foreigns in the Bentley trucks
We got them choppers and the Aks in the trunk
And we got them sticks for them niggas acting up
Oh no please don't do it Trab J Money Double cup
Off of lean and Xans know I had to double up
Mr. 2 Cups Mr. 3 Cups know im pouring up
Sipping on good promethazine i got the semi tucked
I hop out the foreign truck, Im getting bash
Wait i meant im getting cash, And im f*cking on yo hoe
And you don't even know, But im bool off that bitch
I done had her ass before
Yeah my shooters so tactical they shooting in the snow
Make a wrong move and yo head is goin get blown
You know what it mean when you see that red beam
We sticking to the plan yeah the new A team
Platinum Records yeah that shit is my f*cking dream
Fresh off the molly yeah mixed in the lean
Never miss a shot yeah just call me KD
These niggas hating yeah and i caught it
All this ice on my wrist dripping harder than a faucet
When i send them shots you know i never miss a target
When yo hoe step out you know she already on the market
She ain't coming back yeah she met a real nigga
It's J Money and you know i got them figures
F*cking wit us you can't cause we real niggas
And we never fold Platinum records in this hoe
Im laughing to the bank counting up this bank rolls
Me and my niggas stepping out we goin up
We pull up in the foreigns in the Bentley trucks
We got them choppers and the Aks in the trunk
And we got them sticks for them niggas acting up
Oh no please don't do it Trab J Money Double cup
Off of lean and Xans know I had to double up
Mr. 2 Cups Mr. 3 Cups know im pouring up
Sipping on good promethazine i got the semi tucked
We goin up pouring up promethazine
Glocky wit a 30 know my niggas totting beams
Niggas been switching off yo hoe we passed her off to the team
Yo hoe goin watch me like a series know that she goin binge
Im goin bench wit this 30 imma press it, pull up on yo inside that tesla
I slid out in that audi bout to smash
A hunnid round drum in the back seat of the jag
I got yo bitch she off the lean she crash
Louie bag duffel full of lean i keep some in the stash
These f*ck niggas be mad cause im smoking all this gas
We goin up like makonnen on a tuesday popping tags
Writer: Travarie Westberry
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid