We Go Up

New York, stand the **** up! (Yeah)

You know what's goin' on, nigga

Fivio, Barbie

Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj, nigga

Touch my crown, these jealous ass niggas

It's only one king, it's only one queen, there's two crowns, nigga

Baow, grr (Ayo)

This week 'Rari ('Rari), next week Lambo (Lambo)

*****, I'm fly (Fly), I don't land though (Land though)

This they funeral, start the service

Say my name, make 'em nervous

Uh, you *****es is salty, I give them pressure

Uh, you *****es is salty, pass me the pepper (Pass me the pepper)

Uh, you *****es be jacking, me like the ripper

Uh, I am a hustler, I can sell all the flipper

Uh, I know they tea bagging, *****es is testy

Get you a vacuum, *****es is messy

Let's see

After all of that surgery, you are still ugly, and that is what gets me

This shit ain't new to me, shit is just new to y'all

I wish a ***** would upon a shooting star

You thought you witnessed my final coup de gras

Brrt, look up, we shootin' stars

Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up

*****es don't come outside when the beef go up

But I love the way they mob when we roll up

These *****es bums, when I see them, they make me throw up

I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up"

When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up

You keep talkin' 'bout a ***** from the streets, grow up

'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up (Ugh)

I'm 'bout to make you regret you chose me as an enemy, ***** (*****)

Southside Jamaica, we mobbin' in Brix, so pull up with the blicks (Blicks)

Some of the best shooters out of New York, they don't play with the knicks (Ayo)

That ain't Fivio Foreign, it's Barbie new foreign, *****

These Nike, it ain't Reebok, we back on that Ewok

Percocets got a detox, firearms gon' get restocked

Shooters hittin' that g spot, *****es imitate, please stop

Suck his **** like a freeze pop, first he gotta give me top (Brrt)

Fendi bag or that Louis bag, more colorful than a peacock

Weak niggas gotta get the boot, gotta get the boot with no treetop

He was like, "Who that? She bad," I was like, "Oh, that's bestie"

I could be all the way covered and still givin' sexy

I know they sleepin' on me, *****es got epilsepsy

I don't do coke, little *****, I don't even do Pepsi, let's see

How you don't like me but tryna do everything like me? That is what gets me

Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up

*****es don't come outside when the beef go up

But I love the way they mob when we roll up

These *****es bums, when I see them, they make me throw up

I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up"

When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up

You keep talkin' 'bout a ***** from the streets, grow up

'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up (Ugh)

[Verse 3: Fivio Foreign]

[?] Watch how my shooter could bully you (Watch how my shooter could bully you)

Yeah (Yeah)

That nigga gon' kill you as soon as I look at you (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

Huh, yeah, I never say what I wanna do (I never say what I wanna do)

Yeah, look, open the door and I shoot out the bulletproof

I'm with a baddie, she love the aggression

I'm with a demon, he wanna get reckless

I'm showin' them both and I'm teachin' 'em lessons

Now watch how I'm moving 'cause I'm the investment

**** her one night and I go and get breakfast

I don't do paperwork or confessions (Nah)

I don't do internet shows or texting (Nah)

Shoot up the party, that send them the message (Bow, bow, bow)

You niggas started us (You niggas started us) (Yeah, yeah)

Bulletproof, was like a guarded truck (Skrrt)

Ain't no blicky with me, I got Nicki with me (Nah)

And she Barbie dolled up (Lil' baby)

We see 'em, we shooting the party up (Grrt)

We ain't squashing shit, don't try to "Sorry" us (Nah)

I got rich friends and they be riled up (Skrrt)

If they want to, they shooting the [?] up (Bow, bow, bow)

Fivi' (Fivi'), spazzin' (Spazzin')

Two shows (Two shoes), backend

Fendi (Fendi), fashion (Fashion)

Fendi fashion (Fendi fashion) (Yeah, look, huh)

I put the brains on a napkin, I tell my demons to whack him

My nigga died then that nigga died, I don't even know how it happened

Pink Rolls truck and my feet go up (Get money)

*****es don't come outside when the beef go up (Take money)

But I love the way they mob when we roll up (Haha)

Bums, when I see them, they make me throw up (Yo, all these *****es [?])

I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (Bow)

When it come to Queen Sleaze, all the fees go up

I said we out, you can't breeze with us (Bow)

And my wrist always on ice time, freeze, it's up (Bow) (The money)