Young Thug — Up Demo

[Intro: Young Thug] Yeah Back to back Ooh, ooh Yeah [Chorus: Young Thug] I take molly (Yeah) And go up (Up) We take coke (And what?) We go up (Go up) We got hoes (Bitches) It's 'bout to go up (Ooh) You playin' with smoke (Brrt) It can go up (It can go up) It can go up (Yee-hee) It can go up (Yee-hee) It's up (Say what?) It's up (Ayy) It can go up (Yee-hee) We can get up (Yee-hee) Let's go up (Yee) Let's go up (Yee) [Verse 1: Young Thug] Hundred racks on me right now What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout, lil' bitty bitch? I got bitches tryna fuck me, tryna suck me Tryna meet me, I don't need money, they're rich I got a couple little bitches I done bought a Patek I'ma put a couple more in their tip Bless her hips (Oh) Them bitches dip (Oh-oh, yeah) I just got a ghetto ho to better ho, another ho I'm ridin' 'round Mexico with litty Pull up to your hood with a busted up brick We ain't playin' 'bout our stuff, big killin' (Yeah) I just got a king size box of red bottoms I done spent a hundred racks on bitches Surf jet just bought me a seal Act', I don't need bubblegum or nothin' (Uh-uh) I just got a real pint of Actavis We don't need no bubblegum or nothin' (Yeah) I just got a real pint of Act' We ain't need bubblegum or no-nothin', yeah, uh Kibbles 'n Bits my dog 'cause we German, uh I just twisted a Backwood, I think it was sherbet (Let's go) Yee-hee, Goyard ('Yard) Yee-hee, let's have a money war (Yeah) Yee-hee, see me hidden in the dark (Yeah) Yee-hee, my niggas, we lovin' this war (My niggas, we lovin' this war) Yee-hee, I forgot about superstardom (Yeah, yeah) Yee-hee, I take my dog's charge (Yeah, yeah) Yee-hee, make me pull your dog card Yee-yee, and the ting go bad up (Yee) [Chorus: Young Thug] I take molly (Yeah) And go up (Up) We take coke (And what?) We go up (Go up) We got hoes (Bitches) It's 'bout to go up (Ooh) You playin' with smoke (Brrt) It can go up (It can go up) It can go up (Yee-hee) It can go up (Yee-hee) It's up (Say what?) It's up (Ayy) It can go up (Yee-hee) We can get up (Yee-hee) Let's go up (Yee) Let's go up (Yee) [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] Hundred thousand on me right now What you talkin' 'bout, lil' bitty bitch? Ooh Runnin' 'round town with the Glock on me now Runnin' 'round, lil' bitty bitch, yeah I got a Glock on me right now and it came with a long clip (Yeah) Uh, I'm with the Bloods, yeah, yeah Fall in the blood, ooh, yeah I follow them Bloods, ooh, yeah Reppin' them Bloods, ooh, yeah Sign with them Bloods, ooh, yeah Reppin' them Bloods, ooh, yeah Blatt-blatt, all in the blood, yeah, yeah Yeah, shawty a dub, ooh, yeah She really a dub (She really a dub) Yeah, you know what's up, uh (Yeah, yeah) Keepin' it tucked, yeah, ooh Shawty got up, ooh, yeah She fuckin' with us, ooh, yeah She hop in my bus, ooh, yeah Lil' shawty gon' bust, ooh, yeah She fallin' in love, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah [Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert] Let's go up (Let's go up) We could go up (We could go up) We could go up (We could go up) We could go up (We could go up) Let's go up (Let's go up) We could go up (We could go up) We could go up (We could go up) We could go up (We could go up) [Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert] Fuck your bitch for my brunch (Whoa, whoa, what?) Go to Paris for lunch (Let's go, yeah) Smokin' that gas like a skunk (Skunk) Got a camel, no hump (Lil Uzi) Nigga, don't talk greasy (Don't talk) Better believe me (Better believe me) You know I stay where the cheese be Bitch, I'm a star like a Ouija I did not mean to get creepy Diamonds, they wet, need a squeegee (Squeegee) You know I be where the dogs at We know you hang where the fleas be (Ew) Automatic where my keys be I think that she Puerto Rican She suck my dick and she leakin' Just livin' my life and it's easy (Okay) She put her knees where my feet be (Alright) I need a whip that got three seats (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Have a threesome, yeah, that's all week (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Don't want them hoes, yeah, they all weak (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Have a threesome, yeah, that's all week Don't want them hoes, yeah, they all weak Pitch the rock just like a floater Diamonds colder like a boulder Canary look like Corona Heard you own her, well I stole her Well at least I'm just a loner Smokin' gas, bitch, I'm a stoner He want my swag, he's a cloner Look at my pocket, it's big, gettin' swoler I do not like her so I can't promote her Whippin' them babies then leave it in strollers You know she treat the Molly like the coca [Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert] Let's go up We can go up, we can go up We can go up, let's go up We can go up, we can go up [Chorus: Young Thug] I take molly (Yeah) And go up (Up) We take coke (And what?) We go up (Go up) We got hoes (Bitches) It's 'bout to go up (Ooh) You playin' with smoke (Brrt) It can go up (It can go up) It can go up (Yee-hee) It can go up (Yee-hee) It's up (Say what?) It's up (Ayy) It can go up (Yee-hee) We can get up (Yee-hee) Let's go up (Yee) Let's go up (Yee)