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Lời Bài Hát We Go Up

New York, stand the *** up

You know what's goin' on

Fivio, Barbie

Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj

Touch my crown again

It's only one king, it's only one queen

That's two crowns

Baow, ayo

This week, 'Rari, next week, Lambo

I'm fly, I don't land though

This they funeral, start the service

Say my name, make 'em nervous

Uh, you *** is salty

I give them pressure

Uh, you *** is salty

Pass me the pepper

Uh, you *** be jackin' me like the ripper

Uh, I am a hustler

I can sell water to flipper

Uh, I know they tea baggin', *** is testy

Get you a vacuum, *** is messy

Let's see

After all of that surgery, you are still ugly

And that is what gets me

This *** ain't new to me

*** is just new to y'all

I wish a *** would upon a shootin' star

You thought you witnessed my final coup de grâce

Look up, we shootin' stars

Sitting in the back of the Benz

And my feet go up

Don't come outside when the beef go up

But I love the way they mob

When we roll up

These *** bums, when I see them

They make me throw up

I wish a *** would spin

I'm like, please show up

When you talk to me

Please don't bring a cheap *** up

You keep talkin' 'bout a *** for the streets

Grow up

'Cause you the type to say that ***

And knock a freak *** up

I'm 'bout to make you regret

You chose me as a enemy

Southside Jamaica we mobbin' them bricks

So pull up with the blicks

Some of the best shooters out of New York

They don't play with the Knicks

Ayo, that ain't Fivio Foreign

That's Barbie new foreign

These, nah, that ain't Reebok

We back on that Ewok

Percocets got a detox

Firearms gon' get restocked

Shooters hittin' that G-spot

*** imitate, please stop

Suck his *** like a freeze pop

First he gotta give me top

Louis bag, oh, that Louis bag

More colorful than a peacock

Weak *** gotta get the boot

Gotta get the boot with no treetop

He was like, who that, she bad

I was like, oh, that's bestie

I could be all the way covered

And still givin' sexy

I know they sleepin' on me

*** got epilepsy

I don't do coke, little ***

I don't even do Pepsi, let's see

How you don't like me

But tryna do everything like me

That is what gets me

Sitting in the back of the Benz

And my feet go up

Get money

*** don't come outside

When the beef go up

Take money

But I love the way they mob

When we roll up

These *** bums, when I see them

They make me throw up

I wish a *** would spin

I'm like, please show up

When you talk to me

Please don't bring a cheap *** up

You keep talkin' 'bout a *** from the streets

Grow up

'Cause you the type to say that ***

And knock a freak *** up

Go on a drill

And I make it look good to you

I'll tell my shooter to bully you

Huh, yeah

That *** gon' kill you

As soon as I look at you

Huh, yeah

I never say what I wouldn't do

Huh, yeah, look

Open the door

And I shoot out the bulletproof

I'm with a baddie, she love the aggression

I'm with a demon, he wanna get reckless

I'm showin' them growth

And I'm teachin' 'em lessons

Now watch how I'm movin'

'Cause I'm the investment

*** her all night

And I go and get breakfast

I don't do paperwork or confessions

I don't do internet shows or textin'

Shoot up the party, that's sendin' a message

Them *** started us

The bulletproof was like a guarded truck

Ain't no blicky with me

I got Nicki with me

And she Barbie dolled up

When we see 'em, we shootin' the party up

We ain't squashin' ***

Don't try to sorry us

I got rich friends and they be 'Rari'd up

If they want to

They shootin' the Garvey up

Fivi', spazzin'

Two shows, backend

Fendi, fashion

I'll put your brains on a napkin

And I tell my demons to whack him

My *** died, then that *** died

Look, I don't even know how it happened

Pink Rolls truck and my feet go up

Get money

*** don't come outside

When the beef go up

Take money

But I love the way they mob

When we roll up

Bums, when I see them

They make me throw up

I wish a *** would spin

I'm like, please show up

When it come to Queen Sleaze

All the fees go up

What happen

I said we out

You can't breeze with us

And my wrist always on ice time

Freeze, it's us

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