Come Up lyrics
by Lil Baby
[Chorus: James Tonic]
Put it up, tell that b*tch to put that titty up
And that lil' b*tch with that tacky truck
If words are not enough, f*ck him up, f*ck him up
With that tally, my rally, I keep it up
I fired the city, I lit it up
I smoke all this sh*t just to live it up
I want us to celebrate and to elevate
I'm tired, I don't give a f*ck
Put it up, tell that b*tch to put that ass up
And that lil b*tch with that tacky top
If words are not enough, f*ck him up, f*ck him up
With that tally, my rally I keep it up
I lit up the city, I lift it up
I smoke all this sh*t just to live it up
I did all this sh*t just to f*ck you up
[Verse 1: James Tonic]
When I come up, better give me a trophy
I'm workin' too hard on this, give me a coffee
I do it for love and I do it for Jenny
That time when she told me I wouldn't make pennies, yeah
That time when she told mе I wouldn't make pennies, yеah
When I come up, better give me a trophy
I'm workin' too hard on this, give me a coffee
I do it for love and I do it for Jenny
That time when she told me I wouldn't make pennies, yeah
That time when she told me I wouldn't make pennies, yeah
When I come up, I wanna see your face
You know my memories don't fade away
And I still think about the things you said
It makes it better now when I get paid
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Still remember how you tried to play me
Act like I won't make it, now I'm major
And you gotta face it, I'm way past the basics
Long way from the basement, you had tried to play me, look at your replacement
My life don't got chasers, take a shot at me, you gotta taste it
I'ma sh*t on all of my ex-b*tches, make they boyfriends hate me
Keep it real, I don't f*ck with y'all, lil' n*gga, I can't even fake it
Ayy, Lil Baby all around the globe, it's gon' be hard to shake me
Actin' like a goblin on the 'Gram, you see me, you don't say sh*t
I don't play around, I make hits, I ain't never stole, I take sh*t
You can't come around, we too lit, now you want a part of this
I could've bought you all this sh*t, but you like havin' arguments
And got no time for salty sh*t, this money got me off the picture
[Chorus: James Tonic]
Put it up, tell that b*tch to put that titty up
And that lil' b*tch with that tacky truck
If words are not enough, f*ck him up, f*ck him up
With that tally, my rally, I keep it up
I fired the city, I lit it up
I smoke all this sh*t just to live it up
I want us to celebrate and to elevate
I'm tired, I don't give a f*ck
Put it up, tell that b*tch to put that ass up
And that lil b*tch with that tacky top
If words are not enough, f*ck him up, f*ck him up
With that tally, my rally I keep it up
I lit up the city, I lift it up
I smoke all this sh*t just to live it up
I did all this sh*t just to f*ck you up