QuickTrip - Way Up lyrics

[Intro: Jazze Pha] Turn the music way up [Hook: Jazze Pha] I'm goin' to the top, goin' way up Find us in the club, goin' way up We 'bout to get a tab, run it way up All of my dues, they been paid up Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes [Verse 1: Quicktrip] Stuntin' on these b**hes, frontin' on these b**hes f** the feds, told the b**h I don't interrogate Let her f** my girlfriend, now she went gay Old n***as always got somethin' bad to say Way up, way up, where I'm tryna stay Been broke so many times, ain't goin' back that way Made a mil last week, you know I'm tryna play If your b**h get in my ride, you know she gotta pay A real boss never take a b**h away Never f** me good and crack call to my scene If the b**h try to leave, you say andele Private jet when we flyin' off the runway Way up, way up, I got sky mile Scott pull the trip, you know I'm in the cloud Bankroll, got a young n***a talkin' loud Way up, way up, off sky mile [Hook: Jazze Pha] I'm goin' to the top, goin' way up Find us in the club, goin' way up We 'bout to get a tab, run it way up All of my dues, they been paid up Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes [Verse 2: Quicktrip] Want me in your scene, you see me, owe deposits I was ballin' on a budget, now a n***a really got it Out in Vegas, out in Drais, 20 thousand for a table Man and Tommy Hayes, n***a, choppin' up, we some players Yeah, I'm sittin' at the table with a b**h with high maintenance If you want your b**h, n***a, might have to buy her back Call [?] on the phone, tell him book me 2 flights Yeah, I'm on the next flight, go to Miami tonight Told girl to pack her bag, sh** wasn't even unpacked Came back to the city, brand new hill cap Sittin' on some red flags, yeah the city mad as f**, I'm 20 again b**h, I'm makin' money, ain't tryna make friends They don't f** with a n***a 'less you gettin' it in Next night, 100 mil, lemme get it in You playin', ain't got a lot, you know I'm [?] I got the whole motherf**in' club sayin' FACTS [Hook: Jazze Pha] I'm goin' to the top, goin' way up Find us in the club, goin' way up We 'bout to get a tab, run it way up All of my dues, they been paid up Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes Stuntin' on these b**hes, stuntin' on these b**hes