letra de way up - quicktrip
[intro: jazze pha]
turn the music way up
[hook: jazze pha]
i’m goin’ to the top, goin’ way up
find us in the club, goin’ way up
we ’bout to get a tab, run it way up
all of my dues, they been paid up
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
[verse 1: quicktrip]
stuntin’ on these b-tches, frontin’ on these b-tches
f-ck the feds, told the b-tch i don’t interrogate
let her f-ck my girlfriend, now she went g-y
old n-ggas always got somethin’ bad to say
way up, way up, where i’m tryna stay
been broke so many times, ain’t goin’ back that way
made a mil last week, you know i’m tryna play
if your b-tch get in my ride, you know she gotta pay
a real boss never take a b-tch away
never f-ck me good and crack call to my scene
if the b-tch try to leave, you say andele
private jet when we flyin’ off the runway
way up, way up, i got sky mile
scott pull the trip, you know i’m in the cloud
bankroll, got a young n-gga talkin’ loud
way up, way up, off sky mile
[hook: jazze pha]
i’m goin’ to the top, goin’ way up
find us in the club, goin’ way up
we ’bout to get a tab, run it way up
all of my dues, they been paid up
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
[verse 2: quicktrip]
want me in your scene, you see me, owe deposits
i was ballin’ on a budget, now a n-gga really got it
out in vegas, out in drais, 20 thousand for a table
man and tommy hayes, n-gga, choppin’ up, we some players
yeah, i’m sittin’ at the table with a b-tch with high maintenance
if you want your b-tch, n-gga, might have to buy her back
call [?] on the phone, tell him book me 2 flights
yeah, i’m on the next flight, go to miami tonight
told girl to pack her bag, sh-t wasn’t even unpacked
came back to the city, brand new hill cap
sittin’ on some red flags, yeah the city mad as f-ck, i’m 20 again
b-tch, i’m makin’ money, ain’t tryna make friends
they don’t f-ck with a n-gga ‘less you gettin’ it in
next night, 100 mil, lemme get it in
you playin’, ain’t got a lot, you know i’m [?]
i got the whole motherf-ckin’ club sayin’ facts
[hook: jazze pha]
i’m goin’ to the top, goin’ way up
find us in the club, goin’ way up
we ’bout to get a tab, run it way up
all of my dues, they been paid up
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
stuntin’ on these b-tches, stuntin’ on these b-tches
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