[Intro]
SKYDIE
Yeah, Skraight Up
Yeah, Skraight Up
Yeah, Skraight Up
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
The streets cold-hearted, ain't no feelin' there (21)
Maulin' out back, yeah, they killin' there (On God)
I'm a rapper now, but I was dealin' there (Skraight up)
I know you wanna be served by a millionaire (Skraight up)
Still would get you hit if I was a billionaire (On God)
Pull up to the Gucci store to chill in there (On God)
Spent so much, they let me bring my stick in thеre (Skraight up)
They hide thеir nannies just for when my children there (Skraight up)

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Legend status, dog, I'm a goat (21)
AK sink you like Titanic, the banana boat (21)
I could spend ten million, still wouldn't be broke (21)
Said she wanna fuck again, let her hit my bro (Skraight up)
Actin' like she didn't do it, she must think I'm slow (21)
Way to player, I don't got time to chase no ho (Skraight up, skraight up)
Bust down, skeleton, AP, white gold, ain't no rose (On God, on God)
Last n***a try to go against this shit got hit in the nose (Skraight up, skraight up)
Last n***a try to go against this shit got pita rolled (21)
I ain't lookin' for no handout, n***a, I don't need a loan (21)
You a little female, dog, I know you need a bone (21)
She keep calling' me, tellin' me, "Bring my pita home" (21)
Brand new 'Rari, brand new Lambo, Aventador (Skraight up, skraight up)
Kill his partner, fuck his bitch, feelin' sore (Skraight up, skraight up)
Put my whip in sport so I could feel it more (Skraight up, skraight up)
Pop a Percocet so I can drill it more (On God, on God)

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
The streets cold-hearted, ain't no feelin' there (21)
Maulin' out back, yeah, they killin' there (On God)
I'm a rapper now, but I was dealin' there (Skraight up)
I know you wanna be served by a millionaire (Skraight up)
Still would get you hit if I was a billionaire (On God)
Pull up to the Gucci store to chill in there (On God)
Spent so much, they let me bring my stick in there (Skraight up)
They hide their nannies just for when my children there (Skraight up)

[Verse 2: Lil Skydie]
Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up
Gang bang on that bitch she was freaky (Skraight up)
Her shit was really wet she was leaky (on god)
Shut the fuck up dont be cheaky (Skraight up)
Die in the sky, huh, n***as wanna fly (fly)
I ain’t smokin' shit but I’m still getting high (huh?)
I ain’t crip shit, I’m blood shit slaughter gang shit
Slaughter Gang kid, we don’t give a shit (huh?)
I shot my shot and still hit
N***as want feat, n***a say bet, n***as fake shit (Skraight up)
I got brand new flow, huh, young n***a stay low
I got brand new bitches with brand new hoe (huh?)
High in the sky ma n***a I’m still glow (huh?)
Skraight up, Skraight up,If you didn’t, you ain’t gotta blow

[Outro]
Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up, Skraight up