Brian “Big Ba**” Gardner - Up Up and Away lyrics

[Intro] Up up and away [Verse 1] I'm about to go, up up and away Dick in your mouth, f** what you say You sweet as pie, a muffin or cake Dick in her mouth, I'm f**in' her face Live for the night, sleep in the day Get high as f**, sleep it away I am a dog, you sheep in the gate p**y, umh? How sweet is the taste Gun to your head, what you keep in the safe? Weezy b**h, I'm deep into space Floating away like a leaf on the lake I'm gone like, delete and erase Talk that sh**, I walk that sh** Pills, weed, all that sh** If the b**h is bad, I'mma call that b**h Get p**y, a**, all that sh** Umh, what they talking about? I go hard, they soft as a couch I'm running 'em in and walking 'em out Cars so cold I parked in the house Flows so raw, this beat is pregnant Flow so tight, it's yeast infected k** 'em all when they least expect it Money tall, Lisa Leslie YMCMB connection Rappers is what I eat for breakfast Woman up in my sheets is s**y If she ain't f**ing, she can exit Gun tucked in the waist, I bust in ya face I ain't got nothing to say, but up up and away [Hook] Up up and away, up up and away Man I'm so high, I come down in a couple of days [Interlude] Weezy (Yeah) Where ya going? (Up) You're going a little bit too far [Verse 2] Ain't this a b**h I just saw my b**h kiss a b**h You're lucky I don't k** your a** But you can still get pistol whipped Sharper than a pencil tip b**h don't even fix your lip 40 cal' with the extended clip Ain't gon' 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 wyling out then we're riding out Now your hiding out, honeycomb I'm laughing to the bank Like I just broke my f**ing funny bone What's really good five? I'm over here smoking that really good fire Eyes so low I look blind But the stove on my waist cook fine I be with n***as that took lives And n***as that'll take it outside And n***as that'll take it to your crib Take the baby out the crib and rape housewives I'm gon' get so wasted They gon' have to carry me out this b**h I took over this rap sh** These rappers are just my hostages Let's cut to the chase, my b**h no habla ingles But I ain't got nothing to say, but up up and away [Hook] [Interlude] Weezy (Yeah) Where ya going? You're going a little bit too far (Up up and away) [Verse 3] f** with a n***a, if you f** with a n***a f** with me, good luck to the n***a Straps on deck, so f** that n***a Leave you looking like lightning struck that n***a Racks on deck, I'm rich as sh** I'm calling my b**h the sh** Walking around on my f** it sh** I done did everything on my bucket list f** that sh**, I'm Superbad I don't give a Hoover damn Man, I son all these n***as They should have a stupid tan Ha, President Carter, vote for Lil Wayne Sit your five dollar a** down 'fore I make change I'm pumping your brakes, I'm jumping the gates And I ain't got nothing to say, but up up and away [Interlude] Weezy, where ya going? You're going a little bit too far (Up up and away) [Hook]