Prices Going Up Songtext
Kill Confirmed
Yeah
All I got is Yeezy on me (Yeah)
I feel like Kanye West, last year I was livin' stressed (Fuck)
This year I'm livin' blessed
I been on this Adderall, it keep me goin' up
I stopped drinkin' alcohol, it had me throwin' up
And I want a new bitch on me now (Yeah)
And a bag real big right now
Yeah
All I got is Yeezy on me (Yeah)
I feel like Kanye West, last year I was livin' stressed (Fuck)
This year I'm livin' blessed
I been on this Adderall, it keep me goin' up
I stopped drinkin' alcohol, it had me throwin' up
And I want a new bitch on me now (Yeah)
And a bag real big right now
And a Glock on my hip right now (Yeah)
Lil' broke-ass nigga, pipe down (Yeah)
And the money gon' flip right now
Uh, and a ho gon' fuck right now
Uh, want a Rollie on me, bustdown
Uh, I'ma pass you the rock, touch down
Yeah, and I ball so hard like Laker
She playin' with me like SEGA (Why?)
I'm focused on this paper (Yeah)
Hell nah girl, I won't chase you (Uh-uh)
Got Balmain on my shades (Ha)
I roll this blunt and facе it (Ha)
I'm tryna meet my savior (Ha)
I'm sendin' up a prayer
My prices goin' up, up, up (Up)
Bank account is up, up, up (Up)
Confidеnce is up, up, up (Up)
I'm really up, up, up (Up)
Money goin' up, up, up (Up) Gang goin' up, up, up (Up)
My bitch so bad, bad, bad (Yeah)
We poppin' tags, tags, tags (Tags)
We came from rags, rags, rags
We gettin' rich, bitch
Lights on me like Christmas
Yeah, put you on my wishlist
I don't think you get this
Uh, run to the bank like fitness
I just shot the opp and shot the witness
I don't know when I became a misfit
I cook wood out a kitchen
Why you got a gun? Ain't got no mission
I'm ballin' like a Piston, no missin'
My prices goin' up, up, up (Up)
Bank account is up, up, up (Up)
Confidence is up, up, up (Up)
I'm really up, up, up (Up)
Money goin' up, up, up (Up)
Gang goin' up, up, up (Ha)
Lil' broke-ass nigga, pipe down (Yeah)
And the money gon' flip right now
Uh, and a ho gon' fuck right now
Uh, want a Rollie on me, bustdown
Uh, I'ma pass you the rock, touch down
Yeah, and I ball so hard like Laker
She playin' with me like SEGA (Why?)
I'm focused on this paper (Yeah)
Hell nah girl, I won't chase you (Uh-uh)
Got Balmain on my shades (Ha)
I roll this blunt and facе it (Ha)
I'm tryna meet my savior (Ha)
I'm sendin' up a prayer
My prices goin' up, up, up (Up)
Bank account is up, up, up (Up)
Confidеnce is up, up, up (Up)
I'm really up, up, up (Up)
Money goin' up, up, up (Up) Gang goin' up, up, up (Up)
My bitch so bad, bad, bad (Yeah)
We poppin' tags, tags, tags (Tags)
We came from rags, rags, rags
We gettin' rich, bitch
Lights on me like Christmas
Yeah, put you on my wishlist
I don't think you get this
Uh, run to the bank like fitness
I just shot the opp and shot the witness
I don't know when I became a misfit
I cook wood out a kitchen
Why you got a gun? Ain't got no mission
I'm ballin' like a Piston, no missin'
My prices goin' up, up, up (Up)
Bank account is up, up, up (Up)
Confidence is up, up, up (Up)
I'm really up, up, up (Up)
Money goin' up, up, up (Up)
Gang goin' up, up, up (Ha)
