[Chorus: Day Lee & PnB Rock]
Up in Beverly
They ain’t know I’m from up the hill though
Still though
Me and my n***as up that shit for real hoe
I just blew a bag in Nobu
I won’t check the bill though
Real dope
I be getting high so I don’t feel low
For real though
I been in the trenches in the field though
For real though
I got bitches bussin off a pill though
For real though
I heard that the opps up the block
Imma still go
Heard they threw the flag we cannot
Bitch it’s still smoke

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
I’m for real
Bitch it’s PnB play with Day Lee
And you get killed
I just bought new straps for all my hittas
Just to drill
All this water on me
I could fuckin fill a whale
Like for real though
Pulled up in some shit look like a spaceship
It’s a whip though
Oh you caught that bitch she sucking dick
She gon still go
Heard they taxing on the lean
We still pouring seals though
Mike Amiri on the jeans
VLone camo (drip)
All these hoes gon fall in love
But I just can’t though
Bitch I might
Buy you a purse
But you can’t have my soul
I just wanna fuckin party on the down low
I see both sides like Chanel though
[Chorus: Day Lee & PnB Rock]
Up in Beverly
They ain’t know I’m from up the hill though
Still though
Me and my n***as up that shit for real hoe
I just blew a bag in Nobu
I won’t check the bill though
Real dope
I be getting high so I don’t feel low
For real though
I been in the trenches in the field though
For real though
I got bitches bussin off a pill though
For real though
I heard that the opps up the block
Imma still go
Heard they threw the flag we cannot
Bitch it’s still smoke

[Verse 2: Day Lee]
No for real, I was in the trenches way before I had a deal
If he want that smoke, then his blood, it get spilt
I remember when that bitch didn’t even wanna chill
Now I run it up, pockets on Uncle Phil
Foot on the gas do the dash in the whip
Fuckin up a check til I get a hunnid mill
Bitch I’m doin me give a fuck bout how you feel
I’m with PnB and you know that I’m for real though, for real though
Pants sagging cause of my dinero, dinero
If it ain’t about a check I don’t care though (care though)
VVs all on my neck you can stare at ice
[Chorus: Day Lee & PnB Rock]
Up in Beverly
They ain’t know I’m from up the hill though
Still though
Me and my n***as up that shit for real hoe
I just blew a bag in Nobu
I won’t check the bill though
Real dope
I be getting high so I don’t feel low
For real though
I been in the trenches in the field though
For real though
I got bitches bussin off a pill though
For real though
I heard that the opps up the block
Imma still go
Heard they threw the flag we cannot
Bitch it’s still smoke