Go Up* lyrics

by

Fivio Foreign


[Intro: Fivio Foreign]
(AXL)
Skrrt
(Bordeaux and Non Native)
Yeah, baow
Yeah

[Chorus: Latto & Fivio Foreign]
Hol' up (Hol’ up)
Who want smoke? Let's roll up (Grr, ah)
Ayy, don't touch (Don’t touch)
New coupe, hop out, doors up
Ayy, gang in this b*tch, let's go up (Grr, baow, ooh-woo)
Gang in this b*tch, let's pour up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Who want smoke? Let's roll up (Grr, ah)
Ayy, don't touch
New coupe, hop out, doors up
Ayy, gang in this b*tch, let's go up (Up, b*tch, ooh-woo)
Gang in this b*tch, let’s pour up (Grr, baow, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: Latto]
Big Latto, flip a b*tch like I switch channels (Grrr, ah)
Hit your n*gga with my Chanel sandals
Tryna hit the Latto, he don’t even gamble (Boom, boom)
b*tch, I got somethin' to prove
My n*ggas got nothin’ to lose
Chanel so big it fit the hoops (Ooh, ooh, woo)
Big rich, he fell in love with a pretty b*tch (Ayy)
Ain't let him record, he gon' leak sh*t
Sneak diss, talk sh*t, I'ma have to off sh*t (Baow, baow)
Just spent five bands on my outfit (Yeah)
I’ll do you like the tag and popped sh*t (Yeah)
Real hot girl, always on hot sh*t
Let me show you how to eat with the chopsticks (Grrr, baow)
Big cheese, big Latto and Fivi'
Now who the f*ck gon' stop me? (Who?)
You gon' go broke tryna copy (Yeah)
I'm draggin' Louis V luggage through the Four Seasons lobby (Yeah, yeah)
Gang in this b*tch, know they got me
Gang in this b*tch, now let's party (Woo)
[Chorus: Latto & Fivio Foreign]
Hol' up
Who want smoke? Let's roll up (Grr, ah)
Ayy (Yeah), don't touch (Yeah)
New coupe, hop out, doors up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, gang in this b*tch, let's go up (Let's do it, ooh-woo)
Gang in this b*tch, let's pour up (Baow, baow, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Who want smoke? Let's roll up (Grr, ah, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Ayy, don't touch (Don't touch)
New coupe, hop out, doors up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, gang in this b*tch, let's go up (No cap, ooh-woo, uh)
Gang in this b*tch, let's pour up (Grr, baow)

[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign]
Lil b*tch, yeah, uh
He send the money gon' murder (Murder)
See a opp (See a opp), hurt 'em (Grrr), huh, baow
She's with Fivi', still hurt 'em, uh
Fivi', Fivi' (Yeah)
We had the car swervin' (Skrrt)
You gon' be dead, shots fired
n*gga that wasn't my suburban
Hop out the whip (Skrr)
Gun hangin' off the head (Baow)
Shooter (Shooter), blick (Blick)
n*gga, all you hear is "Grrt" (Grrt)
Blick up this b*tch, shorty as bad it get
Good gloss for the lips
Body (Body), fit (Fit)
If she want me to pull up, I'm takin' a treat (Uh)
You can get shot for lookin' (Baow)
I go anywhere they told me I shouldn't (I did)
Uh (Uh)
Them n*ggas hidin' in the bushes (Baow)
Seen 'em (Seen 'em), catch 'em (Catch 'em), buck 'em (Buck 'em)
Uh (Uh)
I seen them (Seen them), catch 'em (Catch 'em), buck 'em (Yeah)
Baow, uh (Grrr)
[Chorus: Latto & Fivio Foreign]
Hol' up
Who want smoke? Let's roll up (Ayy, ayy, ayy, grr, ah)
Ayy, don't touch
New coupe, hop out, doors up
Ayy, gang in this b*tch, let's go up (Let's do it, oh-woo)
Gang in this b*tch, let's pour up (Grrr, baow, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Who want smoke? Let's roll up (That's cap, grr, ah)
Ayy (Uh), don't touch (Yeah)
New coupe, hop out, doors up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, gang in this b*tch, let's go up (Up, ooh-woo)
Gang in this b*tch, let's pour up (Grr, baow)

[Outro: Latto]
Baow-baow, baow-baow
Hahaha
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