
k$upreme & chasethemoney - up now (demo) lyrics
[intro: k$upreme]
earl on the beat
chasethemoney, chasethemoney
kpreme
[chorus: k$upreme]
look at my wrist, it’s a bustdown (ice)
this b+tch wanna f+ck ’cause a young n+gga up now (i’m up)
glock on my hip and it came with the thirty round (bah)
mail came in and it came with a hundred pounds (hundred pounds)
water on my neck, a young n+gga might drown (ice)
they treated me different when i was down (kpreme)
king of that flex sh+t, where is my crown? (flex)
when we in magic, it’s piles up on the ground
when you get money, they wanna be ’round (fih, beep)
ex+b+tch see me on the ‘gram flexin’, see me and frown
triple the bag and they asking me how (triple it)
i got the louis v print on my towel
f+ck on your b+tch, i’m the one that she dial (b+tch)
she can’t stay away, she in love with my style
i married this money, can’t give you my vows (fih, beep)
smokin’ exotic, boy, put up that loud
[verse 1: k$upreme]
chasin’ that money, i need it right now (fih, beep)
after this tape, they gon’ copy my sound (kpreme)
ridin’ with capo and he got them pounds (capo)
i spent some racks just to walk on the ground (fih, beep)
the louis v blanket, i drip when i lay down (louis)
n+ggas be mad we get to the bag, we got the glocks and the k’s ’round
havin’ that cali weed but i’m in a+town
she got a fat ass, i told her lay facedown (b+tch)
pack came in and i gave it the breakdown
workin’ my way up, a young n+gga stayed down (okay)
had to cut off my dawg ’cause he act like a j now (b+tch)
burberry backpack, i don’t do the sprayground
don’t stress about money, it come every day now (fih, beep)
one in the head, we call it the takedown (bah)
[chorus: k$upreme]
look at my wrist, it’s a bustdown (ice)
this b+tch wanna f+ck ’cause a young n+gga up now (i’m up)
glock on my hip and it came with the thirty round (bah)
mail came in and it came with a hundred pounds (hundred pounds)
water on my neck, a young n+gga might drown (ice)
they treated me different when i was down (kpreme)
king of that flex sh+t, where is my crown? (flex)
when we in magic, it’s piles up on the ground
when you get money, they wanna be ’round (fih, beep)
ex+b+tch see me on the ‘gram flexin’, see me and frown
triple the bag and they asking me how (triple it)
i got the louis v print on my towel
f+ck on your b+tch, i’m the one that she dial (b+tch)
she can’t stay away, she in love with my style
i married this money, can’t give you my vows (fih, beep)
smokin’ exotic, boy, put up that loud (woo, alright)
[verse 2: lil yachty]
armegeddon
how many rings do you got on, like 7
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