Cassino – Go Up! Lyrics

Slime just got a brand new kettle I told him go up
Pull up with a bad ass she don't smoke so I gotta pour up
If they ever need drugs or more drugs then they call us (Iswea)
These niggas riding my journey, matter fact I'm driving the bus (they riding the wave)
This bitch she always snapping shit, matter fact that's a hoe I can't trust (F*ck Snapchat)
Motorway baby trapper of the year, matter fact give it to my cousin
Slime dropped me in his whip but I came on a Xanax bus (Xanax bus)
Rose gold jubilee strap
Hmm hmm, it don't rust (okay)
Back of the Odeon she try blow my mind off like Osama
I see all the fake and lies behind me like a rear view camera (Iswea Iswea Iswea)
I heard your dad the plug bitch stop tryna introduce me to mama
We nurture and killing off all beef, Cassino the farmer
Go up (go up), Go up (go up)
Go up (go all the way up)
Young nigga been in my baag it's bout to go up (go up)
Trap niggas get her weet yeah it's bout to go up (go up)
Go up (go up), Go up (go up)
Go up (go up), Go up (go uup)
Range rover with the steps eh it's bout to go up (It's bout to go up)
Trap niggas get her weet yeah it's bout to go up (slatt)
Money machine we calculators (money machine we calculate)
The foreign vibes need translators (the foreign vibes need translators)
Up up like escalators (up up we elevate)
Skillibeng they biting like a alligators (yeah yeah ouu yeah)
My wrist freezer yours refrigerator (bling blaw)
Told her who to chill with I manipulate her
Like a pot hole how I swerve these haters (swerve these haters)
Air balloon we up like escalators and it's stuck
If it's up (if it's up) then it's up (then it's up)
I got lean I got mangnum in my cup (lean lean leann)
Gucci socks they got up to my knees
Young big stepper 100 degrees
No half time these niggas switching side sides
If I ever f*ck with her I increased her bride price (I increased her bride price)
He ain't buy that rollie straight cash he telling lies lies (what else?)
Had to put the loud in the microwave it wasn't dry dry (trap God)
I roll biscotti I go up (Oooh)
I smoke Dohka I go up (Oooh)
She play in snow she go up
Straight out the mud I blow up (Oooh)
She heard dat niggas are capping these days
I told her, baby that can't be us (Oooh)
I can't be blamed the way that I treat you baby, cause lately it's hard to trust (Yeah)
Go up (go up), Go up (go up), Go up (Yeaah)
Young nigga been in my baag (baag) it's bout to go up (up)
Trap niggas get her weet (weet) yeah it's bout to go up
Go up (all the way), Go up (all the way up)
Go up (all the way up), Go up
Range rover with the steps eh it's bout to go up (go up)
Trap niggas get her weet yeah it's bout to go up
I roll biscotti I go up
I smoke Dohka I go up
She play in snow she go up
Straight out the mud I blow up
She heard dat niggas are capping these days
I told her, baby that can't be us
I can't be blamed the way that I treat you baby, cause lately it's hard to trust
(Ouu Cash Cass Ouu Ouu Ouu Ouu)