[Intro: Yung Bans]
Hey

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Let's go up, let's go up
Let's go up, let's go up
What's in my cup? (Huh, yeah, hey) Mud
Hittin' racks by the ton, dog
We booted up, she like it raw
I pull up, bust all on her face, she lick it up
Feel like the hottest young n***a in the slums
I'm on these drugs, like, day and night, can't get enough (Woo, woo)

[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
Ay, I got the Glock on the side of me
Young n***a try me he get a apostrophe
I'm doing your hoe, I know you getting tired of me
Ha, I just took your hoe, boy you should be proud of me
I just hit a n***a bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I know she don't really love me, like my chains and my roll
Why you doing all that talking, stop that talking, make me soft
I just like the way you walk, ass fat, pussy soft
Can't cuff these hoes, I pass and toss
Sipping syrup like some rock

[Chorus: Yung Bans & Slim Santana]
Let's go up, let's go up (Let's go up)
Let's go up, let's go up (Let's go up)
What's in my cup? (Huh, yeah, hey) Mud
Hittin' racks by the ton, dog
We booted up, she like it raw
I pull up, bust all on her face, she lick it up
Feel like the hottest young n***a in the slums
I'm on these drugs, like, day and night, can't get enough
[Verse 2: Slim Santana]
Get millions racks, I'm on the drugs
Yeah fuck the plug, ain't showing no love
Breaking news, we break the rules
Don't cross the gang, them pistols bang
I ain't playing shit, ain't spending shit
My young n***as pulling up, spraying shit
He got a standard clips, extend it, magic, know he gon' AR shit
Crossed a n***a out, no AR shit
She gon' eat the dick, can't trust that bitch, no, no
Yeah, can't trust that bitch, no, no
Yeah, yeah, can't trust that bitch, no, no (Let's go up)
'Cause I wanna go up with the bros (Let's go up)
Yeah, wipe a n***a nose (Let's go up)
You know that I was chose (Let's go up)

[Chorus: Yung Bans & YNW Melly]
Let's go up, let's go up
Let's go up, let's go up
What's in my cup? (Huh, yeah, hey) Mud
Hittin' racks by the ton, dog
We booted up, she like it raw
I pull up, bust all on her face, she lick it up (Up)
Feel like the hottest young n***a in the slums (In the slums)
I'm on these drugs, like, day and night, can't get enough (Can't get enough)
[Verse 3: YNW Melly]
Slime ball, how can you sweat it? (Can you sweat it?)
You the goat, I'm the goat, who better?
Hit the bitch with the all black Beretta (Beretta)
Where the fuck was she at when we writin' them letters?
These bitches, they say I'm aggressive
Fuck the bitch, man you know I ain't no extra
N***a talking but don't want no pressure
Beat the .40, mhm, stretch it

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Let's go up, let's go up
Let's go up, let's go up
What's in my cup? (Huh, yeah, hey) Mud
Hittin' racks by the ton, dog
We booted up, she like it raw
I pull up, bust all on her face, she lick it up
Feel like the hottest young n***a in the slums
I'm on these drugs, like, day and night, can't get enough