They Go Up lyrics
by Trippie Redd
[Intro]
(Haha, good one, Richard)
(Ayy, Ricky, let 'em out)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
With my nieces in the hood doin' double dutch
Posted in the trenches, lil' n*gga, know what's up with us
Murder, murder, murder, hit a n*gga with a uppercut
He gon' need a touch-up, them n*ggas can't touch us
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Goin' fast in a foreign ride, do the dash, one-forty-five
Lamborghini doors suicide, yeah, they go up
They go up, n*gga, they go up
If it's beef, then it's up, n*gga, get your gun
Better buck, n*gga, 'cause we bust
We don't give a motherf*ck, we from hell where we stuck, yeah
[Verse 2: Ricky P]
Uh (Yеah), your b*tch know Rick well
Gave that lil' b*tch hell
My di*k cast a spеll
Push that b*tch my [?]
[?] big racks [?] my wells
[?] shells [?] last [?]
200 plus behind the wheel, f*ck 200 [?] in the [?]
'Bout my gang, then you know it's up
Trippie pulled up in a Bentley truck, b*tch look like a tour bus
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Goin' fast in a foreign ride, do the dash, one-forty-five
Lamborghini doors suicide, yeah, they go up
They go up, n*gga, they go up
If it's beef, then it's up, n*gga, get your gun
Better buck, n*gga, 'cause we bust
We don't give a motherf*ck, we from hell where we stuck, yeah
[Verse 3: Ricky P]
Ricky is a demon...
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Goin' fast in a foreign ride, do the dash, one-forty-five
Lamborghini doors suicide, yeah, they go up
They go up, n*gga, they go up
If it's beef, then it's up, n*gga, get your gun
Better buck, n*gga, 'cause we bust
We don't give a motherf*ck, we from hell where we stuck, yeah