Saige Rage - Up top lyrics

[Hook: Saige Rage] She gone want to f** me cause my bands up top Uber to yo spot cause I know you was a thot I can't f** with you cause you linked up with the ops Got exclusive [?] man you cannot even stop Switching f**ing lanes in some sh** you can't cop Bad redbone and she cookin at the spot Still switching [?] cause that b**h is a thot n***a run up on me imma hit him with the Glock [Verse 1: Saige Rage] Real bands going in a foreign drop top Pull up to the scene and these hoes gone flock Saint Laurent jeans and the Gucci shirt to match I can't f** with her if she don't got a fat a** I'm tryna bag on these b**hes I ain't tryna watch these hoes Imma bag on these b**hes I ain't tryna watch these hoes I ain't tryna watch these hoes yeah Smoking on that gas with these b**hes I'm like aww yeah Flexing on these n***as man these n***as ain't bout it I got hella b**hes in the trap man they just 'bout it Momma told me get it so you know I went and got it I just gotta get these f**ing bands yeah And I know a n***a f**ing with them xans I got robin jeans them just be my pants yeah Them Givenchy jeans [?] I know n***as in the six I might go in for your b**h Man you know I'm tryna get rich All these b**hes on my dick VVS all on my wrist Yo b**h tryna give me kiss Imma grab that b**h like this (x2) (Hook)