Go Up - Rich The Kid feat. Roddy Ricch

Run that money counter baby, ha, ha
Hey who the fuck is Narquise?

[Roddy Ricch:]
I told my dawg put the keys inside of the mattress
I'ma ball like Kamaiyah, I ain't never gotta practice
I want a whole lotta checks, that nigga pussy, he a actress
I'm Rich Forever, everlasting
My shit together, I been havin' it
And my diamonds dance like I'm Michael Jackson
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up
My diamonds all wet, don't throw up
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up
A nigga talking 'bout Rich gon' go up
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up

[Rich the Kid:]
Talkin' 'bout a check, I show up (What?)
Pour the Hi-Tec, I show up (Lean)
Bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (Skrrr)
Got the Audemars froze up
I got the Lambo doors up (Huh?)
She a freak, she fuck both us (What?)
Fuck the doors, got a chauffeur (Chauffeur)
Why you cuffin'? you don't know her (Woo, woo)
Why you cappin'? you ain't rich, bitch (Rich, bitch)
In the mall, I ain't spent shit (Spent shit)
Cut her off 'cause she ain't meant shit (Huh?)
You been flexin', but it's rented (Woo, woo)
And you know my prices way up (Way up)
Slim bitch, she got D cups (D cups)
Lil' foreign, wanna eat up (Eat up)
Lotta foreigns when you see us (Skrrr)

[Roddy Ricch:]
I told my dawg put the keys inside of the mattress
I'ma ball like Kamaiyah, I ain't never gotta practice
I want a whole lotta checks, that nigga pussy, he a actress
I'm Rich Forever, everlasting
My shit together, I been havin' it, uh
And my diamonds dance like I'm Michael Jackson
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up
My diamonds all wet, don't throw up
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up
A nigga talking 'bout Rich gon' go up
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up

I've been rockin' my white [?], Rolls Royce, codeine and my price been goin' up
A nigga just landed in Floride, uh
I'm 'bout to call up the [?]
We ain't chose this life, fuck shit, this shit done chose us
I wanna pull up in Maybach, I wanna pull out the Rolls truck
Fuckin' that bitch with her toes
I got the chills like a cold cut
Slide in Aventador, with the Glock in the middle, I just put the doors up
Ain't got a mentor, and know I'm big homie every time I roll u
I gotta style with no stylist
Not the couple bitches workin' at [?]
And I just flew my bitch first class out of Dallas, yeah, yeah
I'm off the Molly, nigga I'm booted, lock in the Timmy and I'm 'bout to shoot it
And I told my migo, get them lows in
Feelin' like Gunna 'bout to speed up, uh
Try to rock my wave, can't keep up, yeah, yeah, yeah

I told my dawg put the keys inside of the mattress
I'ma ball like Kamaiyah, I ain't never gotta practice
I want a whole lotta checks, that nigga pussy, he a actress
I'm Rich Forever, everlasting
My shit together, I been havin' it, uh
And my diamonds dance like I'm Michael Jackson
I got them racks in, my pockets gon' go up, go up
My diamonds all wet, don't throw up
Hoppin' on a jet, gon' go up
A nigga talking 'bout Rich gon' go up
They been sayin' that the price gon' go up