Up up and away

Up up and away x3

I'm about to go up up and away
Dick in your mouth
F*** what you said
You sweet as a pie a muffin and cake
Dick in her mouth, I'm fuc*** her face
Live for the night, sleep in the day
Ya' high as f***, sleep it away
I am a dog, you should keep in a gate
Pussy, hm how sweet is the taste

Gun to ya' head, what ya' peep gonna say
Weezy, bitch I'm deep in the space
Floating away like a leaf in the lake
I'm gone like a lead in the race
Talk that shit, I walk that shit
Pills, weed, all that shit
If the bitch is bad, Imma call her bitch
Get pussy, ass all that shit Hm what they talking about?
I go hard they soft as a couch
Running them in walking them out
Cars so cold I park in the house
Flows so raw, this beat is pregnant
Flows so tight, yeast infected
Kill em all when they least expect it
Money talk, Lisa Leslie,
YMCMB connection
Rappers is what I eat for breakfast
Run up in my sheets
If she ain't fuc*** she can exit

Gun tucked in the waist
I bust in ya' face

(Bridge)
And I ain't got nothing to say
But up up and away

Up up and away, up up and away
Man I'm so high
I come down in a couple of days x2

Weezy, where ya' going?
Up
You're going a little bit to far
(haha)

Ain't this a bitch
I just saw my bitch kiss a bitch
Ya' lucky I don't kill ya' ass
but you can still get a pistol whipped
Sharper than a pencil tip
Bitch don't even twitch ya' lip
40 cal with the extended clip
Ain't gonna be no incident
Skinny jeans, Red vans
Skully on, money long
Her mouth is like my house
So I guess you can say
I'm coming home You're wiling out
Then riding out
Now you're hiding out honeycomb
I'm laughing to the bank
Like I just broke my funny bone
What's really good 5,
I'm ova here smoking that really good 5
Eyes so low looking blind
but the stove on my
waist cooks fine
I be a nigga that took lives
A nigga that'll take it outside
A nigga that'll take it to your crib

Take the baby out your crib
And rape the housewives
I'm gonna get so waisted
They have to carry me out this bitch
I took over this rap shit
These rappers are just hostages
Let's cut to the chase
My bitch no habla ingles

(Bridge)
And I ain't got nothing to say
But up up and away

Up up and away, up up and away
Man I'm so high
I come down in a couple of days x2

Weezy, Where you going?
You're going a little bit to far

Up up and away x6

F*** with a nigga. If you f*** with a nigga
F*** with me, good luck to the nigga
Straps on deck so f*** that nigga
Leave you looking like lightning struck that nigga
Flags on deck
I'm rich as shit
I'm calling my bitch the shit
Walking 'round on my fuc*** shit
I'm done did everything on my bucket list

F*** that shit I'm super bad
I don't give a hoover damn
Man I son all these niggas
They should have a stupid tan
Ha, President Carter,
Vote for Lil Wayne
Sit ya' 5 dollar ass down
'fore I make a change

I'm pumping ya' brakes
I'm jumping the gates

(Bridge)
And I ain't got nothing to say
But up up and away

Weezy. Where ya' going?
You're going a little bit to far

Up up and away, up up and away x6 I say

Up up and away Up up and away x4
Man I'm so high
I come down in a couple of days x2