Rich the Kid ft. Roddy Ricch - Go Up Lyrics

(Run that money counter baby)
(Ay, who the fuck is Narquise?)

I told my dawg put the keys inside of the mattress
I'ma ball like I'm AI, I ain't never gotta practice
I want a whole lotta Jacksons, that nigga pussy, he a actress
I'm Rich Forever, everlasting
My shit together, I been havin' it, huh
And my diamonds dance like I'm Michael Jackson
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up
My diamonds all wet, don't throw up
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up
A nigga talking 'bout Rich gon' go up (woo)
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up (ay, yeah)

Talkin' 'bout a check, I show up (what?)
Pour the Hi-Tec, I show up (Lean)
Bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (skrrt)
Got the Audemars froze up
I got the Lambo doors up (huh?)
She a freak, she fuck 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 (Rich!)

I told my dawg put the keys inside of the mattress
Bitch, I'ma ball like I'm AI, I ain't never gotta practice
I want a whole lotta Jacksons, that nigga pussy, he a actress
I'm Rich Forever, everlasting
My shit together, I been havin' it, huh
And my diamonds dance like I'm Michael Jackson
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up
My diamonds all wet, don't throw up
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up
A nigga talking 'bout Rich gon' go up
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up

I've been rockin' my white ice, Rolls Royce
Codeine and my price been goin' up
A nigga just landed in Florida, huh
I'm 'bout to call all the Zoes up
We ain't chose this life, fuck, shit, this shit done chose us
I wanna pull up in Maybach, I wanna pull out the Rolls truck
Fuckin' that bitch with her toes up
I got the cheese like a cold cut
Slide in Aventador, with the Glock in the middle, I just put the doors up
Ain't got a mentor, and know I'm big homie every time I roll up
I gotta style with no stylist
Not the couple bitches workin' at Follies
And I just flew my bitch first class out of Dallas, yeah, yeah
I'm off the Molly, nigga, I'm booted, lock in the Timmy and I'm 'bout to shoot it
And I told my migo, get them loads in
Feelin' like Gunna 'bout to speed up, huh
Try to ride my wave, can't keep up, yeah, yeah, yeah

I told my dawg put the keys inside of the mattress
Bitch, I'ma ball like I'm AI, I ain't never gotta practice
I want a whole lotta Jacksons, that nigga pussy, he a actress
I'm Rich Forever, everlasting
My shit together, I been havin' it, huh
And my diamonds dance like I'm Michael Jackson
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up
My diamonds all wet, don't throw up
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up
A nigga talking 'bout Rich gon' go up
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up