OTM Luke – Going Up

OTM Luke – Going Up Lyrics

Artist: OTM Luke
Song: Going Up

OTM, we goin’ up
Goin’ right to the moon
To the moon, to the moon
OTM, we goin’ up

Goin’ right to the moon
To the moon, to the moon
Ho wan’ play with me
She know I’ma killa

She know I’ma shoot ya’
She ain’t give no f#cks, nah
She know that I’m cold hearted
She know she wan’ have my daughter

She always likes to call me dada (That’s my baby)
You know we don’t give no f#ck
‘Bout your life, ’bout your soul (‘Bout your soul)
Play wit’ us, we make it go

Boom, boom, boom
Yeah, play wit’ us, we make that Choppa
Sing, sing, sing (Sing, sing)
Yeah, shootin’ all these b#tches

Don’t miss, Yao Ming
Yeah, play wit’ me, get yo’ body
Ding, ding, ding
Yeah, when we shoot you, we gon’ hit yo’

Spleen, spleen, spleen (Blat, blat, blat)
Have it done, cook it right
f#ck yo’ b#tch, she cutie pie
Told that b#tch “you bet’ not lie”

I wanna start somethin’ off wit’ you my lil’ ho (Ho)
You can’t have no bestfriend, naw, you can’t call them “bro” (Bro)
I told VJ drop it, yeah, he say, “what, the fours?” (Four, four, four)
I say, “yeah, the fours”, yeah (Four)

Drop the fours (Four)
These hoes want me dead, yeah
I’m like “why?”
I’m up now like a fly

They want me crucified
They wanna take my life in the worst f#cking way
There’s some sh#t I can’t say
BBB, they be gay

I be winnin’ everyday
There’s some sh#t I can’t say, yeah
But I be winnin’ everyday now
Pockets, they be drainin’ out

My b#tch, she be rockin’ out
Hit the bank and I cash out
When I cash out, b#tch
You know I’ma pop out

You know I’ma rockstar
Star like OTM
Soon, we gon’ have them M’s
Make her get down and commend

She know I’m her father, yeah
I’ma forgive all her sins
b#tch, she gon’ obey me
That’s why she is bae to me

So many dudes are fake to me
They should really pray to me
Pray to me b#tch, yeah, I’m yo’ f#ckin’ God
You know the time I’m on

Got yo’ dead bro in a bong
Ho wan’ play with me
She know I’ma killa
She know I’ma shoot ya’

She ain’t give no f#cks, nah
She know that I’m cold hearted
She know she wan’ have my daughter
She always likes to call me dada (That’s my baby)

You know we don’t give no f#ck
‘Bout your life, ’bout your soul (‘Bout your soul)
Play wit’ us, we make it go
Boom, boom, boom

Yeah, play wit’ us, we make that Choppa
Sing, sing, sing (Sing, sing)
Yeah, shootin’ all these b#tches
Don’t miss, Yao Ming

Yeah, play wit’ me, get yo’ body
Ding, ding, ding
Yeah, when we shoot you, we gon’ hit yo’
Spleen, spleen, spleen (Blat, blat, blat)

Have it done, cook it right
f#ck yo’ b#tch, she cutie pie
Told that b#tch “you bet’ not lie”
I wanna start somethin’ off wit’ you my lil’ ho (Ho)

You can’t have no bestfriend, naw, you can’t call them “bro” (Bro)
I told VJ drop it, yeah, he say, “what, the fours?” (Four, four, four)
I say, “yeah, the fours”, yeah (Four)
Drop the fours (Four)

These hoes want me dead, yeah
I’m like “why?”
I’m up now like a fly
They want me crucified

They wanna take my life in the worst f#cking way
There’s some sh#t I can’t say
BBB, they be gay
Yeahhh
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Release Year: 2022