Lyrics
[Hook]
We up, they fallin', we ballin'
God damn, we up
Stop callin', stop stalkin'
We know we up
[Verse 1: Edai]
Yeah, we up now, she let me ****
I need that, I'm up now
So what I talk for?
Say **** the cops though
I bought a Fendi belt, I only had to drop four
I be designer out
I took a trip, I tore the mall in Atlanta down
Me and Hoodo, girl, that's how we gettin' down
Down on 85 and Atlanta Drive
I got some bitches in the Lexus
Man, it's gettin' live
I say we up now
Don't give a **** now
I throw some money up
I tore the whole club down
Shorty say she love my style
She got them Pradas on, she say they crocodile
[Hook]
We up, they fallin', we ballin'
God damn, we up
Stop callin', stop stalkin'
We know we up
[Verse 2: L'A Capone]
We at the top now
We ridin' foreigns and shit, so let the top down
She wanna top now, told her bitch not now
I ain't got time for shit, we gettin' gwap now
You ain't no kin to me
Just a friend to me
I gotta do it one time for my enemies
Smokin' kush trees
Then we spray Febreze
Gucci boots for the winner, no scrapin' knees
She love me
Yeah, I do the Ralph Lauren, prolly rugby
So bitch back up, we sacked up
I got a 40 with a beam and a mac truck
[Hook]
We up, they fallin', we ballin'
God damn, we up
Stop callin', stop stalkin'
We know we up
We up, they fallin', we ballin'
God damn, we up
Stop callin', stop stalkin'
We know we up
[Verse 1: Edai]
Yeah, we up now, she let me ****
I need that, I'm up now
So what I talk for?
Say **** the cops though
I bought a Fendi belt, I only had to drop four
I be designer out
I took a trip, I tore the mall in Atlanta down
Me and Hoodo, girl, that's how we gettin' down
Down on 85 and Atlanta Drive
I got some bitches in the Lexus
Man, it's gettin' live
I say we up now
Don't give a **** now
I throw some money up
I tore the whole club down
Shorty say she love my style
She got them Pradas on, she say they crocodile
[Hook]
We up, they fallin', we ballin'
God damn, we up
Stop callin', stop stalkin'
We know we up
[Verse 2: L'A Capone]
We at the top now
We ridin' foreigns and shit, so let the top down
She wanna top now, told her bitch not now
I ain't got time for shit, we gettin' gwap now
You ain't no kin to me
Just a friend to me
I gotta do it one time for my enemies
Smokin' kush trees
Then we spray Febreze
Gucci boots for the winner, no scrapin' knees
She love me
Yeah, I do the Ralph Lauren, prolly rugby
So bitch back up, we sacked up
I got a 40 with a beam and a mac truck
[Hook]
We up, they fallin', we ballin'
God damn, we up
Stop callin', stop stalkin'
We know we up