Way Up lyrics
by LOE Shimmy
[Chorus]
Two tone Patek Phillipe on my wrist, better not play me that list
Just in case that boy might send a blitz, then we in the sprinter with sticks
They say Shimmy stay focused on rap like I'm still ridin around catchin licks
Why the f*ck they want me in the mix?
Mr. Fetty with the dough gettin mixed
Can't go broke I gotta stack up my chips
[Verse]
Choppa got kick but that b*tch need a grip
Since you want kids put a few on her lip
In the booth with 20 round in my clip
I just hit for 30 bands in one lick
(Oooooohhh oohh)
I know everything not what it seem
Gotta buy that new glizzy a beam
456 hit that boy Billie Jean
Hit the top that sh*t get epic, extreme
Boy them zombies step on sh*t, what you mean?
They gon wack him but the won't make a scene
Just wanna eat her sh*t, taste like Krispy Kreme
She so wet don't need no milk, water
Pass the rock off to my mans like a center
You ain't [?] then you a pretender
Them the n*ggas [?]
[Bridge]
If you owe me then pay up
Just wanna f*ck, I don't wanna lay up
I can not bump my K up
We sendin blitzes like the mayor
I done witnessed homicide, homies turnin slime
Now I'm on my way up
I ain't never drop a dime, lost a hundred times
But I never gave up
[Chorus]
Two tone Patek Phillipe on my wrist, better not play me that list
Just in case that boy might send a blitz, then we in the sprinter with sticks
They say Shimmy stay focused on rap like I'm still ridin around catchin licks
Why the f*ck they want me in the mix?
Mr. Fetty with the dough gettin mixed
Can't go broke I gotta stack up my chips