Iamsu! - Goin Up Lyrics
West side four fingers, count to much money for you broke niggasRichy rich city I ain’t from the bayMy money come fast like andaleTell me what you want, tell me what you needGet the car light dealer have me keys,Hit the pan shops ain’t kay please,Broke rappers stand home, but another changeHook:Is goin up, goin up, goin up, goin upI got all this money in my pocket and the shit is going up,Is goin up, goin up, goin up, goin upShe wanna apologize down but this time is goin up,Is goin up, is goin up, is goin up, is goin upIs goin up, is goin up, is goin up, is goin up.Hey is going up like a staircase, rare bape and the real oneNo where near fake, real estatePaint a picture, yeah I illustrate,Young G getting paper like a dinner plate,Like I’m dealin' weight, you a pillow case,Bass bang make the building shake,Uh got my city on me like I got it tatted,Gold chain, bustin semi automatics,My girl booty big you might wanna grab it,But if you reach for it you ain’t coming back withNada, keep heat like NevadaIn the summer Suzzy number one stunner,Got gas like an H one hummer,Turn a good girl to a track runner,Niggas don’t wanna call em, and my checks,Keep a whole lot of comas.Hook:What’s goin up, goin up, goin up, goin upI got all this money in my pocket and the shit is going up,Is goin up, goin up, goin up, goin upShe wanna apologize down but this time is goin up,Is goin up, is goin up, is goin up, is goin upIs goin up, is goin up, is goin up, is goin up.And I don’t give a *****,Some niggas I'm with poppin them mollies I’m rolling up,End it out the bottom and putting gin in my cup,Niggas know what time is it, bought the rolly with diamondsI smoke like there ain’t no crime itJust look it the car I’m drivingYou niggas go get the talking,My homies go get the firing and nigga watch your mouth,Flying G-5's when I’m in the clouds,Porsche 9.11 when I’m on the ground,See me on the scene all I talks paper,Buying all the bottles then I paid it the tab later,You a ***** nigga can’t get a favor,Yeah I’ve been broke, but I never been a hater,My bros from the bay, bros from of bay,Ask around I got hell of love in the bay,Get money give a ***** what a hater sayI’ma bring the kay kay and bombay...What’s going up?[Hook:]I’m a ends up now these girls think on the map,Got some red kicks on the cakes straight from JapanGot my whole hood with me like I came with the clanDrinking so much liquor you ain’t making no sense,This other bay ain’t never dude but I’m thinking we canAnd my whole click fly, niggas prayin we landSwitch my lingo up, so they can’t understandI got my... rap I to other rap,[Hook:]
