Go Up (ft Roddy Ricch)

[?] everlasting
My shit together, I been havin’ it
And my diamonds dance like I’m Michael Jackson
I got them racks in, my pockets gon’ go up
My diamonds all wet, don’t throw up
Hoppin’ on a jet, gon’ go up
A ni*** talking ‘bout Rich gon’ go up (Woo, woo)
[?], the pints gon go up (Ayy, yuh)

Talkin’ ‘bout a check, I show up (What?)
Pour the Hi-Tec, I show up (Lean)
Bitch, I’m in the Bentley doin’ donuts (Skrrr)
Got the Audemars froze up
I got the Lambo doors up (Huh?)
She a freak, she f*** both us (What?)
Fuck the doors, got a chauffeur (Chauffeur)
Why you cuffin’? you don’t know her (Woo, woo)
Why you cappin’? you ain’t rich, bitch (Rich, bitch)
In the mall, I ain’t spent shit (Spent shit)
Cut her off ‘cause she ain’t meant shit (Huh?)
You been flexin’, but it’s rented (Woo, woo)
And you know my prices way up (Way up)
Slim bitch, she got D cups (D cups)
Lil’ foreign, wanna eat up (Eat up)
Lotta foreigns when you see us (Skrrr)