Up The Ladder

Lyrics

[Chorus] I got no stress 'cause I'm smokin' on the best In the world, can't tell me where your girl at That's a real flex, homie, that's a real flex And you know that, you already know that Light it up and roll that I'ma roll that (I'ma roll that) I got money, I'ma show that I'ma show that (I'ma show that) Light it up and roll that I'ma roll that (I'ma roll that) I got money, I'ma show that I'ma show that (I'ma show that) [Verse 1] Last time I came, ran up a check and doubled back Last time I checked, I was the nigga with the pack Last time I checked, I was the nigga with the racks Last time I checked these was Celine with the straps Made it out the mud, my niggas made it out the cracks Jewelry hella sick, these brand new Ricks help me relax Eatin' all these years, these niggas looking like they fasting Chrome Heart accessories, they fifty with the tax Brand new F8, drop the top and lift it back I smoke my own weed, my bitch rock specific bags Want my downfall, failed their mission and get mad Wide leg jeans feelin' different when they drag [Chorus] I got no stress 'cause I'm smokin' on the best In the world, can't tell me where your girl at That's a real flex, homie, that's a real flex And you know that, you already know that Light it up and roll that I'ma roll that (I'ma roll that) I got money, I'ma show that I'ma show that (I'ma show that) Light it up and roll that I'ma roll that (I'ma roll that) I got money, I'ma show that I'ma show that (I'ma show that) [Verse 2] Last time I checked, I was the nigga with the trees Last time I checked, my chain below zero degrees Last time I checked, I got these bitches on they knees Last time I checked, I kick 'em out 'cause I don't need 'em Gettin' high as fuck somewhere on the ceiling Buy my bitch Balenciaga 'cause I'm feelin' it Niggas always say "Khalifa man a real one" It ain't even drop, get it off the site they sendin' it I got big weed energy Boy, that's runway Celine, I'ma still get it free Come and kick it with the winning team .5 selfies on my iPhone 15 [Chorus] I got no stress 'cause I'm smokin' on the best In the world, can't tell me where your girl at That's a real flex, homie, that's a real flex And you know that, you already know that Light it up and roll that I'ma roll that (I'ma roll that) I got money, I'ma show that I'ma show that (I'ma show that) Light it up and roll that I'ma roll that (I'ma roll that) I got money, I'ma show that I'ma show that (I'ma show that)