Go Up - Rich The Kid, Roddy Ricch

Run that money counter, baby

Ayy, who the fuck is Narquise?

I told my dawg put these keys inside of the mattress

Bitch, I’ma ball like I’m AI, I ain’t never gotta practice

I want a whole lot of Jacksons

That nigga pussy, he an actress

I’m Rich Forever, 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, go up

My diamonds all wet, don’t throw up

Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up

A nigga talk about Rich, gon' go up (Woo)

They been sayin' that the price gon' go up (Ayy, yeah)

Talkin' 'bout a check, I show up (What?)

Pour the Hi-Tech, I show up (Lean)

Bitch, I’m in the Bentley doin' donuts (Skrrt)

Got the Audemar froze up

I got the Lam' doors goes up (Huh?)

She a freak, she fuck both us (What?)

For the Ghost, 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 spend shit (Spend 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)

Lot of foreigns when you see us (Rich)

I told my dawg put these keys inside of the mattress

Bitch, I’ma ball like I’m AI, I ain’t never gotta practice

I want a whole lot of Jacksons

That nigga pussy, he an actress

I’m Rich Forever, 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, go up

My diamonds all wet, don’t throw up

Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up

A nigga talk about Rich, gon' go up

They been sayin' that the price gon' go up

I’ve been rockin' my white ice, Rolls Royce

Codeine, now 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

They know I’m big homie every time I roll up

I got a style with no stylist

Knocked a 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

Glock 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 these keys inside of the mattress

Bitch, I’ma ball like I’m AI, I ain’t never gotta practice

I want a whole lot of Jacksons

That nigga pussy, he an actress

I’m Rich Forever, 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, go up

My diamonds all wet, don’t throw up

Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up

A nigga talk about Rich, gon' go up

They been sayin' that the price gon' go up