Childish Gambino, Steve G. Lover - One Up lyrics
Childish Gambino [Donald McKinley Glover Jr.] Edwards, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Childish Gambino, Steve G. Lover - One Up lyrics]
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
Fuck the recession
I’ma keep this thing going
If you ain’t know 'em
Bet you probably still work for ‘em
Chick from Bermuda
That’s right I get my work foreign
They don’t get paid
I got hard dick and purp for 'em
Niggas out of line
Get a shovel in the dirt for ‘em
Niggas wanna move
Get the trucks and the shirt for ‘em
OG status, my job’s got perks for ‘em
Money, clothes, hoes
You ain’t ever gotta search for ‘em
You know what I’m doing, nigga I’ma do things
Getting to the money
I guess I got a few things
Fifteen nines, five dimes, only two chains
Smoke like Jamaicans, run it like I’m Usain
Fresh from the haircut down
To the shoestrings
Hoes talk about me, I’ma need a new name
Steve G the prince
I’m looking like the new king
All I do is win so who the hell’s losing
(What up)
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
Bino what the dealy
I heard that flow was silly
I heard you was so east side
And that pussy's your Achilles
But really it’s time to get up
Smoking on that get up
Bino lay it down and work it
Out like a sit up i’m feeling like a winner
My living be so easy my old girl look Leona
My new girl look Yukimi
So illy, I got espressos
Mi mami give me besos
Shades on my face, Armani helping me lay low
D-Money get his name, these other niggas lame
These niggas used to hate me
I guess ain’t nothing changed
Shotgun in the Porsche
She don’t know where we going
American Royalty on that yolo Ralph Lauren
It’s that city where Luda be
Stunting was new to me
But now we killing paper
Fuck it I might just shoot a G
Leave your face open like you Breezy
I mean it
Nobody need to see nobody leaking, believe me
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
Fuck the recession
I’ma keep this thing going
If you ain’t know 'em
Bet you probably still work for ‘em
Chick from Bermuda
That’s right I get my work foreign
They don’t get paid
I got hard dick and purp for 'em
Niggas out of line
Get a shovel in the dirt for ‘em
Niggas wanna move
Get the trucks and the shirt for ‘em
OG status, my job’s got perks for ‘em
Money, clothes, hoes
You ain’t ever gotta search for ‘em
You know what I’m doing, nigga I’ma do things
Getting to the money
I guess I got a few things
Fifteen nines, five dimes, only two chains
Smoke like Jamaicans, run it like I’m Usain
Fresh from the haircut down
To the shoestrings
Hoes talk about me, I’ma need a new name
Steve G the prince
I’m looking like the new king
All I do is win so who the hell’s losing
(What up)
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
Bino what the dealy
I heard that flow was silly
I heard you was so east side
And that pussy's your Achilles
But really it’s time to get up
Smoking on that get up
Bino lay it down and work it
Out like a sit up i’m feeling like a winner
My living be so easy my old girl look Leona
My new girl look Yukimi
So illy, I got espressos
Mi mami give me besos
Shades on my face, Armani helping me lay low
D-Money get his name, these other niggas lame
These niggas used to hate me
I guess ain’t nothing changed
Shotgun in the Porsche
She don’t know where we going
American Royalty on that yolo Ralph Lauren
It’s that city where Luda be
Stunting was new to me
But now we killing paper
Fuck it I might just shoot a G
Leave your face open like you Breezy
I mean it
Nobody need to see nobody leaking, believe me
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up
Yea, we party ‘til the sun up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
You ain’t liking what we doing – shut up
We got that extra life, nigga one up