Way Up (feat. Iamsu!)

Club going down, tell 'em turn me way up Way, way up When I'm in your town tell 'em turn me way up Way, way up Way up, way up Way, way, way up Way up, way up Way, way, way up Woah, woah, way up We be goin' hard, why you tryna play us? All about the money, tell a nigga pay up You can't even buy the bar, nigga get your cake up Lil nigga it get real out here, wake up Got to say a prayer every day I wake up Side bitch in my ear, says she wanna break up Main bitch in the bed, tell her don't wait up Keep her face clean, I don't do the makeup And if the bitch leave I don't do the make-ups Everybody hate, I ain't never changed up Went and dropped a couple niggas, had to get my change up Got to ball hard, nigga that's a layup And if the pussy bomb I'ma have to lay up Tell me time is money, don't you ever take up All these niggas fell off but they taking pay cuts Club going down, tell 'em turn me way up Way, way up When I'm in your town tell 'em turn me way up Way, way up Way up, way up Way, way, way up Way up, way up Way, way, way up Way, way, way, way up Hold up AD, this shit too easy, it's a layup Yeah, and I'm the one who brought the Bay up It's fucking hoes from Rodéo with shopping sprees in Rodéo now Yeah, and I got big big plans Millions, billions, trillions Kick the fake out, bring the real in I'm taking trips out where they spend yen And that's China, all I know is designer Making money my major but macking hoes is my minor And now I'm hotter than 400 degrees You gon' run them bands up if you running with me And ain't nothing for free, everything got a price tag 5k for the fit, that's a light dab Running numbers in my head cause I like math Now bring it right back, kick it like I'm Mike Jackson Club going down, tell 'em turn me way up Way, way up When I'm in your town tell 'em turn me way up Way, way up Way up, way up Way, way, way up Way up, way up Way, way, way up Way up Way, way, way up Way up Way, way, way up Way up Way, way, way up Way up Way, way, way up