its goin up lyrics – gucci mane

“its goin up”
(feat. bun b, yo gotti)

are you ready?
its gucci and dready
spaghetti junction
drop top ferrari call it the headless horse
water whippin in the kitchen
my walkie b*tchern but i aint time for stressin
im trying to screction
i hold up my whip with my left wrist
copy wristress
right wrist makes your words twist like chopsticks
roof gone get your present
top is absent
my old school make ’em hate me wit a p*ssion
loudin theres a loudin
got the scrodin count up a hundred thousand
in my long johns i’m up on these suckas so i get that whitey blocks
see these n*gg*s need to shop wit me come up on the knot
dope boy totin up four hundred thousand to the lot
where them keys to the rolls royce choppin like its hot
n*gg* try before i beat your man give that puff a cot
then my car …. give 200 a shot

its goin up its goin up its goin up yea i’m hot
my feature price its goin up
its goin up its goin up its goin up its the drought
you know the price its going up
said up zone 6 my check up
said up zone 6 my check up
said up zone 6 my check up
pull up to the club and theyd be wut the f*ck

with news flash n*gg* this is straight off the wire
my blood just got blood so his *ss got to retire
it aint all good cause i just left the streets jack
they say its a drought and the hoods off the meatrack
the trap was going ham now its full blown pig
and yours in the streets itll split your full grown wig
and n*gg*s on that bullsh*t sellin wax and drywall
careful who you’re scoring from n*gg*s bound to dry out
me i’m the trill-o g so i aint trippin on ’em
we automatic mayne and we aint scared of grippin on ’em
we got our own bricks you cant hit your own licks?
holla at the trill-o g or mr zone 6

its goin up its goin up its goin up yea i’m hot
my feature price its goin up
its goin up its goin up its goin up its the drought
you know the price its going up
said up zone 6 my check up
said up zone 6 my check up
said up zone 6 my check up
pull up to the club and theyd be wut the f*ck

bring them helicopter prices in the hood this sh*t outrageous
gucci mane aint got like the money get contagious
stupid don porshe cocaine miley cyrus
if money a disease i got a million dollar virus
lookin out the window and my house looking like an island
fresher n*gg* in and out with an stylist
man cost a hundred but the chopper cost a thousand
125 grand pools running in your house
the work banked up but the yeast went down
500 dog flagged get your b*tch gunned down
throw it up throw it up aces and spades pull it up
bottle after bottle we going harder till we throwin up

its goin up its goin up its goin up yea i’m hot
my feature price its goin up
its goin up its goin up its goin up its the drought
you know the price its going up
said up zone 6 my check up
said up zone 6 my check up
said up zone 6 my check up
pull up to the club and theyd be wut the f*ck

/ gucci mane lyrics