เนื้อเพลง Up - Young Thug

[Intro:]
Wheezy what the f*ck brackin', n*gga?
I might need Be El Be for this one
You dig?!

[Hook:]
Whoa, we tore Up
I'm like 'baby don't throw up', if she ever hit the ground
Young Thug not pickin' her up, you can Quicker Picker Up
Cause I'm a blood, pass me my bup, try'na come around for help but you gon' (what?!)
End up s*ckin', nothing but d*ck like whoa
Baby girl gon' stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up
Girl what up? I'm like baby this what's up
She under me like a rug, can't go up, yep

[Verse 1:]
Trick b*tch pull up on me, try'na get these digits
How the f*ck I love when they ever like em - ooh
B*tch I am a genie, I got hoes in Magic City
Even when it's rented, president tinted
I need an Aaliyah she gon' rock all on my boat
My chain small but only my weed make me choke
Hey come here baby girl I want that amateur throat
And when I get through I pass it to all of my folks
Damn they got my name on the Coke
Blackjack got me winning by the boats
Shoot dice n*gga five deuce four tre
And my weed orange like a f*ckin' cantaloupe
She f*ck me then smile in your face, all she ever say is "Oh yeah"
Ooh baby girl, pull up and give top, no lotion, she like Olay
Hey I don't like 'em black, no spades, no way
And I only tell her to hurry and wait

[Hook:]
Whoa, we tore up
I'm like 'baby don't throw up', if she ever hit the ground
Young Thug not pickin' her up, you can Quicker Picker Up
Cause I'm a blood, pass me my bup, try'na come around for help but you gon' (what?!)
End up s*ckin', nothing but d*ck like whoa
Baby girl gon' stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up
Girl what up? I'm like baby this what's up
She under me like a rug, can't go up, yep

[Verse 2:]
B*tches comin' round the f*ckin gangsta, think they stupid
Pull up in the vintage, smoking loud like a Duely
And I know I am the best, b*tch, how you do this?
And I pulled up on your b*tch and the children
Damn what the f*ck is going on, I am gone, so gone
I just spent a band on cologne, I am on, so on
And my neighbors call my thick misses Texas Roni
They was watchin' me back in the days like a Sony, promise
I just bought my son a Bentley from Import Cars
All my b*tches coming foreign plus they head on
These lil' b*tches try'na compete then they dead wrong
I'm a act just like I'm sleep but I'm dead on

[Hook:]
Whoa, we tore up
I'm like 'baby don't throw up', if she ever hit the ground
Young Thug not pickin' her up, you can Quicker Picker Up
Cause I'm a blood, pass me my bup, try'na come around for help but you gon' (what?!)
End up s*ckin', nothing but d*ck like whoa
Baby girl gon' stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up
Girl what up? I'm like baby this what's up
She under me like a rug, can't go up, yep