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Going Up (feat. XAV!ER & Datboyy_Taii)

by Vio

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(Oh yeah I like this shit) I can't trust no more I can't trust these niggas no more Bad bitch love me so Too bad I can't trust these hoes Mama think I smoke dope, I told mama no My lil bitch gone smoke dope, I'm off edible I got asthma I can't smoke dope That's why I do edibles Don't tell my mama she don't know I swear my main bitch be on go And that lil bitch live down the road And for her I'm a doobie roll I don't mean to be federal But I don't fuck with none these hoes Cause I love Cyniah on God Niggas be talking, these niggas be mad aha Niggas be, Niggas be on my dick I'm so fed up I'm in that trackhawk, I'm in that big tonka Whipping that bitch on God I don't even be driving no car Lil vio! on par, I swear INF going up Y.B.B., Jay, Datboy Tai, Xavier That nigga Sham, yeah that's my heart And that boy Chief that's my brother I can't forget Almighty Hy And that boy Alkolonia Yeah She only in my face, cause I make this bank Yeah I get this cake Yeah I get this cake Girl you got me out of pace Got me feeling type of ways Things I can't explain Things I can't explain Yuh, I'm finna run that shit up and then go hit the dash Pulling off on them, give a fuck about that red light I'm a smash I ain't going no fucking where if I ain't counting no cash Why the fuck these niggas still complain about shit that they ain't have I'm in this bitch like Dexter huh, I'm cooking up in the lab No it ain't your song no more if INF on your track INF they be my brothers for real, you know I always got they back, yuh I got a whole lotta twenties and fifties and hundreds on me gotta stack up She wanna wanna hang with the goats like I'm Faygo Bro got a choppa, so you better lay low Had to do a lot of work for the pesos She telling me to pull up if you say so INF up next and yeah that's a fact Gotta let go 'fore you get too attached We done cut niggas off we just had to detach That hoe know she my ex told her take a step back That boy talking down on my fucking brothers we hop in that whip and that scat And that nigga keep talking, know where he live at Asked that boy what's the issue, said sorry bout that Asked that boy what's the problem mistake me for math Wasn't texting her back now I guess shawty furious Hop in the whip and nigga, fast and furious When I look in her eyes I can tell she serious I'm with the family nigga like I'm Dominic She said she want a nigga that is dominant Walk in the club and all my brothers popping shit Beefing with INF you must be on some shit She want me to stay but baby not promising All of these diamonds on me on some flawless shit Boy that's a rental buddy you ain't buying this My brother like Ken Carson, he get high as shit I'm fixing to ball out today, I told my niggas just wait I'm fixing to ball out today, I told my niggas just wait

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