Blowin’ Up Young Yonny (Ft. Eric Bellinger, Kreesha Turner & Tank)

[Verse 1: Kreesha Turner]
Bitch I be going up in something that's designer, every day
I'm so fly, I fuck around and fly away
Keep a couple hip tiles with me, I don't play
If you want it, you can get it right away
Swag out, going hard in the paint
Bitches wanna beat me but they can't
Squad up, 'bout to break the bank
Bongo do it like me but you can't
Hit me up top, bolton, in it, be a bolton, yeah
I'm the coolest motherfucker, ain't no way around it, yeah

[Hook: Tank]
I'm blowing up, I'm blowing up, goddamn
I'm going up, I'm going up, goddamn
The way you blowing up, I'm blowing up, goddamn
I'm going up, yeah bitch, I'm blowing up
I said I'm blowing up, I'm blowing up, goddamn
I'm going up, I'm going up, goddamn
The way you blowing up, I'm blowing up, goddamn
I'm going up, yeah bitch, I'm blowing up, I said I'm going

[Verse 2: Tank]
Inside your motherfucking head (I'm going up)
If you ain't got my motherfucking bread (I'm blowin' up)
The curtains in my sold out show (I'm going up)
Ain't never did it, beat it 'til she hit the floor (I'm blowin' up)
And my ride suicide to my crib
Niggas high, niggas fly, it's how real niggas live (I'm blowin' up)
R&B killer, she know I'm a killer, by the way that I feel her
Feels like I'm the drugs, I'm deep into drugs, dealer
Anytime you need me, anytime it's on
I fucks with you the long way, the way we fucks is wrong
Can't believe we fucked this long
You should move in so we can go up every time you come home, yeah