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Going Up
3,240
Hip-Hop/Rap
Going Up was released on March 11, 2023 by Banditdamack / Thizzler On The Roof as a part of the album Going Up - Single
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Release DateMarch 11, 2023
LabelBanditdamack / Thizzler On The Roof
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryce King
Bryce King
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryce King
Bryce King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryce King
Bryce King
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Gang, gang, gang, gang
The johnnies on me, think they salty 'cause I'm going up
You can come party with the demons if you old enough
Don’t try to hit me, I got fifty for them Golden Gloves
Just got a sixth of the Tris and I'm finna pour it up
Gang shit, this **** don’t want static, he a pacifist
This the mission, see a chicken, get to clapping quick (Bah, bah, bah)
It's 2023, how you sippin' on Activis?
You bought a pole to post it, on baby bro I ain't havin' it (Dead homies)
Should've told him he shouldn’t be joking with savages
I'm window pocking, I see the loaf and I'm grabbing it
You really need to focus, you still ain't notice what’s happening?
Your closest homie folded, the one you smoking and laughing with
Take a quest to the West and see how the demons do
The devils whispering to me but I done seem him too
I know you, you the **** that sing the song potent (That's him)
He tryna bag him with baddies but don't had no motion (Dead homies)
You better buy blick 'cause suckers I don’t fight with
That look up on a sucker's face when you catch him is priceless
I used to rap in the halls, just watch the time tick (Alright)
The pigs just ran up in my crib but they ain't find shit (They ain't find shit)
Huh, admit it, sheriff, I'm going up and it bothers you (Dead homies)
(Shit) Hemet P.D don’t gotta like me, their daughters do
He in my DMs talking hot, I'm getting sick of cuz
I told my bitch to ask for his addy to go and pick him up
This **** did it to himself, bae, don’t be feeling bad
All I'ma do is pop out the backseat and kill his ass
She said that all my songs is hard but she like potent best
I really feel like all my songs is hard but they ain't notice yet
Get up and get it or regret it when you old and stressed
M gang, twenty-five Hundred, them **** know the set (Dead homies)
Tell me how, if time is money, why you wasting it?
You really need some dollars in your pockets, go and take a risk
It’s not the life that you ready for, brodie, stay in school
I was only fifteen the first time I made the news
This **** yet to learn his lesson, we gon' educate him
Bounce up out the bucket and rush him without a hesitation
This **** only twenty-one and on his second statement
Don’t make me turn a lil' scuffle to an investigation
He got away with murder once then he could do it twice
Any **** look suspicious finna lose his life
I think them johnnies plotting on me, they keep cruising by
The only numbers that I'm fucking with is 2 and 5
Ever since Bandit got out he been a different dude
They homie popped some solid, that's the **** you should listen to
I'm with steppers and felons who really missing screws
Them **** stretch you in seconds, they don't got shit to loose (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
The johnnies on me, think they salty 'cause I'm going up
You can come party with the demons if you old enough
Don’t try to hit me, I got fifty for them Golden Gloves
Just got a sixth of the Tris and I'm finna pour it up (CYOUNG on the beat)
Gang shit, this **** don’t want static, he a pacifist
This the mission, see a chicken, get to clapping quick (Bah, bah, bah)
It's 2023, how you sippin' on Activis?
You bought a pole to post it, on baby bro I ain't havin' it (Dead homies)
(You bought a pole to post it, on baby bro I ain't havin' it)
(Should've told him he shouldn’t be joking with savages)
Written by: Bryce King
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