Paroles de la chanson Gotta Go Up par Big Yavo
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Paroles de la chanson Gotta Go Up par Big Yavo
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(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Came from the bottom, I gotta go up
Nigga, you hatin' or what?
Came from the bottom, I got, ayy
Came from the bottom
Ain't front nothin', I got a whole lotta, ayy
Came from the bottom, I, ayy
Came from the bottom, I, ayy
Came from the bottom, I
Ain't fronted nothin', now I got a
Ayy, really came from the bottom, I gotta go up
Mixin' Wock' and yellow, I gotta pour up
They say Big Yay, he on fire, he gotta blow up
Like I'm pullin' up backwards with the trunk in the front
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Came from the bottom, I gotta go up
Nigga, you hatin' or what?
Came from the bottom, I got, ayy
Came from the bottom
Ain't front nothin', I got a whole lotta, ayy
Came from the bottom, I, ayy
Came from the bottom, I, ayy
Came from the bottom, I
Ain't fronted nothin', now I got a
Ayy, really came from the bottom, I gotta go up
Mixin' Wock' and yellow, I gotta pour up
They say Big Yay, he on fire, he gotta blow up
Like I'm pullin' up backwards with the trunk in the front
Ayy, go get the money like first of the month
Catch an opp out in traffic, he seen me and turned
Like where would I be if I wouldn't've started rappin'?
Go to sleep in VLONE, bitch, I'm gettin' into fashion
Ayy, nice-ass nigga, I'm passin' out caskets
Same school clothes, had stains in my khakis
Say, play with my green, get sticks like a cat
I got loads in the mattress, I got P's in the attic
He fuckin' with me, he just bein' dramatic
I say I'm serving white hoes, Liv and Maddie
Ayy, my plug a Mexican, live in Cali
Four grams in the Backwood, feel fantastic
Wanna ball? I can teach you, Phil Jackson
Catch an opp out in traffic, he seen me and turned
Like where would I be if I wouldn't've started rappin'?
Go to sleep in VLONE, bitch, I'm gettin' into fashion
Ayy, nice-ass nigga, I'm passin' out caskets
Same school clothes, had stains in my khakis
Say, play with my green, get sticks like a cat
I got loads in the mattress, I got P's in the attic
He fuckin' with me, he just bein' dramatic
I say I'm serving white hoes, Liv and Maddie
Ayy, my plug a Mexican, live in Cali
Four grams in the Backwood, feel fantastic
Wanna ball? I can teach you, Phil Jackson
Camera been cut off, niggas still actin'
Ayy, throw back a Perc', make me feel happy
Damn, my high still lastin'
My lil' shooter named Jimmy, Neutron, he blastin'
In the suburbs, still clutchin' my ratchet
Thirteen 'bows like Steve Nash
We gon' sit on the opp like a bean bag
Ayy, really came from the bottom, I gotta go up
Mixin' Wock' and yellow, I gotta pour up
They say Big Yay, he on fire, he gotta blow up
Like I'm pullin' up backwards with the trunk in the front
Ayy, go get the money like first of the month
Catch an opp out in traffic, he seen me and turned
Like where would I be if I wouldn't've started rappin'?
Ayy, throw back a Perc', make me feel happy
Damn, my high still lastin'
My lil' shooter named Jimmy, Neutron, he blastin'
In the suburbs, still clutchin' my ratchet
Thirteen 'bows like Steve Nash
We gon' sit on the opp like a bean bag
Ayy, really came from the bottom, I gotta go up
Mixin' Wock' and yellow, I gotta pour up
They say Big Yay, he on fire, he gotta blow up
Like I'm pullin' up backwards with the trunk in the front
Ayy, go get the money like first of the month
Catch an opp out in traffic, he seen me and turned
Like where would I be if I wouldn't've started rappin'?
Go to sleep in VLONE, bitch, I'm gettin' into fashion
Ayy, really came from the bottom, I gotta go up
Mixin' Wock' and yellow, I gotta pour up
They say Big Yay, he on fire, he gotta blow up
Like I'm pullin' up backwards with the trunk in the front
Ayy, go get the money like first of the month
Catch an opp out in traffic, he seen me and turned
Like where would I be if I wouldn't've started rappin'?
Go to sleep in VLONE, bitch, I'm gettin' into fashion
Ayy, really came from the bottom, I gotta go up
Mixin' Wock' and yellow, I gotta pour up
They say Big Yay, he on fire, he gotta blow up
Like I'm pullin' up backwards with the trunk in the front
Ayy, go get the money like first of the month
Catch an opp out in traffic, he seen me and turned
Like where would I be if I wouldn't've started rappin'?
Go to sleep in VLONE, bitch, I'm gettin' into fashion
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