Artist: Childish Gambino f/ Steve G. Lover Album: Royalty Song: One Up Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Chorus: Childish Gambino] Yeah we party 'til the sun up You ain't likin what we doin? Shut up You ain't likin what we doin? Shut up We got that extra life, nigga one up [Steve G. Lover] Fuck the recession, I'ma keep this thing goin If you ain't know I 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 Niggaz out of line, get a shovel in the dirt for 'em Niggaz wanna move, get the trucks and the shirt for 'em O.G. status, my job's got perks for 'em Money, clothes, hoes, you ain't ever gotta search for 'em You know what I'm doin, nigga I'ma do things Gettin 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 lookin like the new king All I do is win, so who the hell's losin? What up? [Chorus] - 2X [Childish Gambino] 'Bino what the dealy, I heard that flow was silly I heard you was so Eastside and that pussy your Achilles But really it's time to get up, smokin on that get up 'Bino lay it down and work it out like a sit-up I'm feeling like a winner, my livin 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 niggaz lame These niggaz used to hate me, I guess ain't nuttin changed Shotgun in the Porsche, she don't know where we goin American Royalty on that yolo Ralph Lauren It's that city where Luda be, stuntin was new to me But now we killin paper, fuck it I might just shoot a G Leave your face open like you Breezy, I mean it Nobody need to see nobody leakin, believe me [Chorus] - 2X