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Come Up (feat. Lil Baby) Lyrics


Elyrix Come Up (feat. Lil Baby)

[Chorus: Elyrix]
Put it up, tell that bitch to put that titty up
And that lil' bitch with that tacky truck
If words are not enough, f..ck him up, f..ck him up
With that tally, my rally, I keep it up
I fired the city, I lit it up
I smoke all this shit just to live it up
I want us to celebrate and to elevate
I'm tired, I don't give a f..ck
Put it up, tell that bitch to put that ass up
And that lil bitch with that tacky top
If words are not enough, f..ck him up, f..ck him up
With that tally, my rally I keep it up
I lit up the city, I lift it up
I smoke all this shit just to live it up
I did all this shit just to f..ck you up
[Verse 1: Elyrix]
When I come up, better give me a trophy
I'm workin' too hard on this, give me a coffee
I do it for love and I do it for Jenny
That time when she told me I wouldn't make pennies, yeah
That time when she told mе I wouldn't make pennies, yеah
When I come up, better give me a trophy
I'm workin' too hard on this, give me a coffee
I do it for love and I do it for Jenny
That time when she told me I wouldn't make pennies, yeah
That time when she told me I wouldn't make pennies, yeah
When I come up, I wanna see your face
You know my memories don't fade away
And I still think about the things you said
It makes it better now when I get paid

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Still remember how you tried to play me
Act like I won't make it, now I'm major
And you gotta face it, I'm way past the basics
Long way from the basement, you had tried to play me, look at your replacement
My life don't got chasers, take a shot at me, you gotta taste it
I'ma shit on all of my ex-bitches, make they boyfriends hate me
Keep it real, I don't f..ck with y'all, lil' nigga, I can't even fake it
Ayy, Lil Baby all around the globe, it's gon' be hard to shake me
Actin' like a goblin on the 'Gram, you see me, you don't say shit
I don't play around, I make hits, I ain't never stole, I take shit
You can't come around, we too lit, now you want a part of this
I could've bought you all this shit, but you like havin' arguments
And got no time for salty shit, this money got me off the picture
[Chorus: Elyrix]
Put it up, tell that bitch to put that titty up
And that lil' bitch with that tacky truck
If words are not enough, f..ck him up, f..ck him up
With that tally, my rally, I keep it up
I fired the city, I lit it up
I smoke all this shit just to live it up
I want us to celebrate and to elevate
I'm tired, I don't give a f..ck
Put it up, tell that bitch to put that ass up
And that lil bitch with that tacky top
If words are not enough, f..ck him up, f..ck him up
With that tally, my rally I keep it up
I lit up the city, I lift it up
I smoke all this shit just to live it up
I did all this shit just to f..ck you up
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