text: Yeah
  Back to back
  Ooh, ooh
  Yeah
  I take molly , and go up 
  We take coke , we go up 
  We got hoes , its bout to go up 
  You playin with smoke , it can go up 
  It can go up , it can go up 
  Its up , its up 
  It can go up , we can get up 
  Lets go up , lets go up 
  Hundred racks on me right now
  What the fuck is you talkin bout, lil bitty bitch?
  I got bitches tryna fuck me, tryna suck me
  Tryna meet me, I dont need money, theyre rich
  I got a couple little bitches I done bought a Patek
  Ima put a couple more in their tip
  Bless her hips , them bitches dip 
  I just got a ghetto ho to better ho, another ho
  Im ridin round Mexico with litty
  Pull up to your hood with a busted up brick
  We aint playin bout our stuff, big killin 
  I just got a king size box of red bottoms
  I done spent a hundred racks on bitches
  Surf jet just bought me a seal
  Act, I dont need bubblegum or nothin 
  I just got a real pint of Actavis
  We dont need no bubblegum or nothin 
  I just got a real pint of Act
  We aint need bubblegum or no-nothin, yeah, uh
  Kibbles n Bits my dog cause we German, uh
  I just twisted a Backwood, I think it was sherbet 
  Yee-hee, Goyard 
  Yee-hee, lets have a money war 
  Yee-hee, see me hidden in the dark 
  Yee-hee, my niggas, we lovin this war
  Yee-hee, I forgot about superstardom 
  Yee-hee, I take my dogs charge 
  Yee-hee, make me pull your dog card
  Yee-yee, and the ting go bad up 
  I take molly , and go up 
  We take coke , we go up 
  We got hoes , its bout to go up 
  You playin with smoke , it can go up 
  Lets go up , we can go up 
  We can go up , we can go up 
  We can go up , we can get up 
  Lets go up , lets go up 
  Fuck your bitch for my brunch 
  Go to Paris for lunch 
  Smokin that gas like a skunk 
  Got a camel, no hump 
  Nigga, dont talk greasy 
  Better believe me 
  You know I stay where the cheese be
  Bitch, Im a star like a Ouija
  I did not mean to get creepy
  Diamonds, they wet, need a squeegee 
  You know I be where the dogs at
  We know you hang where the fleas be 
  Automatic where my keys be
  I think that she Puerto Rican
  She suck my dick and she leakin
  Just livin my life and its easy 
  She put her knees where my feet be 
  I need a whip that got three seats 
  Have a threesome, yeah, thats all week 
  Dont want them hoes, yeah, they all weak 
  Have a threesome, yeah, thats all week
  Dont want them hoes, yeah, they all weak
  Pitch the rock just like a floater
  Diamonds colder like a boulder
  Canary look like Corona
  Heard you own her, well I stole her
  Well at least Im just a loner
  Smokin gas, bitch, Im a stoner
  He want my swag, hes a cloner
  Look at my pocket, its big, gettin swoler
  I do not like her so I cant promote her
  Whippin them babies then leave it in strollers
  You know she treat the Molly like the coca
  Lets go up
  We can go up, we can go up
  We can go up, lets go up
  We can go up, we can go up
  Shh, shh, Scotty, look at this dead man, shh, shh
  Come on, we gotta put him in a trash can 
  Im bout to run, I was just on a Xanny
  Dont give no fuck, I got a prostitute Granny
  I got some girl, and that shit stuck in my vein 
  Im in a coupe, bout to be switchin the lane 
  I got a girl meetin me right when I land 
  I made it clear, Ima look out when I can 
  Thank you, my brother, thank you, thank you, pardon me 
  Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you for remainin the same 
  Wastin, wastin, tryna intercept a ho, you a lame
  Money callin and Im reachin out every rate 
  I take molly , and go up 
  We take coke , we go up 
  We got hoes , its bout to go up 
  You playin with smoke , it can go up 
  It can go up , it can go up 
  Its up , its up 
  It can go up , we can get up 
  Lets go up , lets go up