One Kay - Going Up

I'm going up like a ladder a ladder
These bitch I fucking getting badder and badder
I smack on her ass like a mother fuckin' paddle
This motion im havin you can't even fathom
Bout to boss up and go buy me a phantom
It isn't to much in the world I can't handle
I came from the bottom now lit like a candle
Been dunking on niggas like Julius randle
Just pass me rock and you know ima score
I got bitches and fashion & money, galore
Got shooters who spin and go pray to lord
Like Jehovah witness leave em' straight to yo door
Walk up in the club and leave that shit on the floor
I remember days I couldn't do it was poor
Gotta different type of pimpin slutin these whore's
Got her pusssy wet a water just like a core
They ain't fuck with my style cause I'm wavy and different
I jumped in the game guard em' up Scottie pimpin
Bout cortison 10 cause my finger been ichting
My wrist it been hurting I been in the kitchen
Them nigga ain't gangster just want some attention
Put bro on the news bet his family will miss him
I dropped outta school I said fuck a detention
Go turn off his music I really don't feel em
Heard that's what saying but I'm crank up
You sleep on me you might as well wake up
Lil bitch she a 10 look good with no make up
Paint her face like pacaso and she lick the nut up
I'm chasing the money no time for a link up
I ran outta wok guess it time for a re-up
Lil pussy as niggas be hating just shut up
You ain't on the boat by now niiga then back up cause
I'm going up like a ladder a ladder
These bitch I fuckin getting badder and badder
I smack on her ass like a mother fuckin' paddle
This motion im havin you can't even fathom
Bout to boss up and go buy me a phantom
It isn't to much in the world I can't handle
I came from the bottom now lit like a candle
Been dunking on niggas like Julius Randle
Just pass me rock and you know ima score
I got bitches and fashion and money, galore
Got shooters who spin and go pray to lord
Like Jehovah witness leave em' straight to ya' door
Walk up in the club and leave that shit on the floor
I remember days I couldn't do it was poor
Gotta different type of pimpin slutin these whore's
Got her pusssy wet a water just like a core
Phew
Phew Phew Phew
Skrrrt
Phew Phew
Phew Phew Phew
What do you call yourself?
Man OneKay aka Kay Kong you know what it is
Already man that's wassup

Written by:
Jared Hunt

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