We Up - Bricc Baby, Valee

Thirty thou' our feet up

She up

Yeah, Bricc, it’s Bricc

Apartment

It’s that motherfucking Chiraq, LA shit

Apartment

Find a apartment

My bitch, at home, she up

Fin' pick brick up

Quarter milli', it’s re up

Blow that Draco, then we up

Check the scoreboard, we up

Backing out, we up

Stacking up, we up

Hold up, bitch, we up

Thirty thou' feet up

I got my feet up

I chop it like a reup

Fuck your mom, mamacita

Just to set me up

Load the Draco, now we up

Check the scoreboard, now we up

Condo, apartment

My rent 3 bucks

Staying here 'til my lease up

My bitch was too wet

I was fucking my sheets up

Rock Margielas in the club

I was fucking my sneaks up

I was fucking this newbie, I think her name Nisha

Yeah

Walking all over this beat, I’m a real Crip, on my neck

I blow that Draco, got blood on my teeth

I just bust down with V

Nigga, now we up, reclining my feet

Goyard my waist and that shit wasn’t cheap

Gucci my, yeah, I’m on double Gs

Gold on my reup’s a hundred a piece

Bang

I just popped me two XOs

Then I pour promethazine up

Rocking that Gucci and Chanel

Talking on two iPhone 6s

Rolling up that OG Gas, yup

Spending too much on my drugs, yeah

Driving like I’m in a rush

And I am mixing the lean with the Crush

Yeah

Fetty, Wap

Park that Bentley coupe right in the valet

Tell me you get

A hundred pounds of- from Cali

You know Bricc

The plug, nah, I ain’t doing no capping

Trapping ain’t dead

These niggas is scared, 'cause they just rappers

My bitch, at home, she up

Fin' pick brick up

Quarter milli', it’s re up

Blow that Draco, then we up

Check the scoreboard, we up

Backing out, we up

Stacking up, we up

Hold up, bitch, we up

Thirty thou' feet up

I got my feet up

I chop it like a reup

Fuck your mom, mamacita

Just to set me up

Load the Draco, now we up

Check the scoreboard, now we up

My coupe (my car)

Is a Super Sport (it's quick)

Inside

It match the outside

OG

Gas is so damn loud

I’m smoking inside

I should be outside

Car is so fast it go fucking «rrrr»

They tried to give me electric chair

So many drugs, it could fill a boat

Diamonds on water, your bitch could float

Fucked on your bitch 'cause she been a hoe

Sprinkle the molly, she like the dope

Food up, nigga, we winning just check the score

Maison Marigela from head to toe

I’m finna go get me a zip

It’s on my hip

My denim ripped

It cost a grip, I’m finna flip

I just walked out of Saks Fifth

Spend your guap, that’s a backflip

I make my money half kick

I pour up, nothing but Actav'

Valee sipping Act still

Pop Perky, no Advil

Pop from

New Rollie, just add chill

VS like chandelier

Rosé, don’t sip on the beer

I put the bricks on the leer

Take off, now we out of here

My bitch, at home, she up

Fin' pick brick up

Quarter milli', it’s re up

Blow that Draco, then we up

Check the scoreboard, we up

Backing out, we up

Stacking up, we up

Hold up, bitch, we up

Thirty thou' feet up

I got my feet up

I chop it like a reup

Fuck your mom, mamacita

Just to set me up

Load the Draco, now we up

Check the scoreboard, now we up