Lyrics:
West side four fingers, count to much money for you broke niggas
richy rich city I ain’t from the bay
my money come fast like underlay
tell me what you want, tell me what you need
get the car light dealer have me keys,
hit the pan shops ain’t kay please,
broke rappers stand home, but another change
Hook:
Is goin up, goin up, goin up, goin up
I got all this money in my pocket and the shit is going up,
Is goin up, goin up, goin up, goin up
she wanna apologize down but this time is goin up,
Is goin up, is goin up, is goin up, is goin up
Is goin up, is goin up, is goin up, is goin up.
Hey is going up like a staircase, rare bape and the real one
no one here fave, really stay
pay the pitchy at and illustrate,
young G getting paper like dealer play,
like I’m in the way, you a pillow case,
base gang make the slim shake,
uh got my city on me like I gotta tat it,
go chase bustin and is automatic,
my girl booty big you might wanna grab it,
but if you reach with you ain’t coming back with
now that keep heat like Nevada
in the summer Suzzy number one stunner,
got gas like an H one hummer,
tryin a good girl to attract runner,
niggas don’t wanna call em, and my checks,
keep a whole lot of comers.
Hook:
What’s goin up, goin up, goin up, goin up
I got all this money in my pocket and the shit is going up,
Is goin up, goin up, goin up, goin up
she wanna apologize down but this time is goin up,
Is goin up, is goin up, is goin up, is goin up
Is goin up, is goin up, is goin up, is goin up.
And now I don’t give a fuck,
so niggas I’ma pop it them and 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 but diamonds
I smoke like there ain’t no crime it
just look it the car I’m driving
you niggas go get the talking,
my homies go get the farrow and nigga watch your mouth,
grind G fabs 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 fuck nigga can’t get a paper,
yeah I’ve been broke, but I never been a hater,
my bros full of bay, bros full of bay,
as around I got hell of love in the bay,
give money give a fuck what a hater say
I’ma bring the kay kay and ball ..
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 Japan
got my whole hood with me like I came with the clan
drinking so much liquor you ain’t making no sense,
this other bay ain’t never dude but I’m thinking we can
and my whole click fly, niggas prayin we land
switch my lingo up, so they can’t understand
I got my ..rap i to other rap
