All The Way Up (remix) Lyrics - Fabolous

[Intro: Fabolous] 

Right now, right now, right now, right now 

Murda, Future, Young OG right now 

Kiss, hol' up 

[Verse 1: Fabolous] 

I'm still eating, I'm being greedy 

I rather let them being needy 

Camera man tryna TMZ me, side piece tryna PND me 

Right now I'm too cautious 

Thirsty hoes get two Vosses 

You with a loser that's two losses 

Dripping off me, I'm too saucy 

Off white on a off night 

Givenchy lay on a laundry day 

Soft whites going off right 

These diamonds shine like light bulbs 

My shoe closet like flight club 

Treat your ass like the athletes, might hit it when I leave the night club 

I don't trust them either, I don't blame Metro 

Fuck with OG, not a lame retro 

Told you from the get go, let's go, get go, get low 

Couple niggas betting against us, that's no bet tho 

If Brooklyn don't trust you like what's up with son' 

They throw bullets where I'm from make you cough up a lung 

If ain't no bad bitches in there I pull up with some 

And right now I'm on some kush and a cup of som'n 

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[Hook: Future] 

100 shooters in the club, 100 bottles 

100 shooters in the club, 100 bottles nigga 

Coppin the whips on these niggas 

Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck with these niggas 

Ain't got no love for these niggas, no love, no love, no love for these niggas 

I just blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe 

Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas, fuckin' up a bag with my young niggas 

[Verse 2: Uncle Murda] 

Oh I just ran off on the plug (twice) 

If you ain't getting money, you a dub 

I'm lit right now, Fab and Kiss on the remix right now 

For a bag of bricks, I hit you like Rico hit Mitch right now 

Got pills on me, got loud on me, got powder 

She got a period, so she want suck it for a hour 

She nasty with it, want me to put it in her anus 

She my Blac Chyna, my Amber Rose, she a stripper, I'mma make her famous 

Got a rollie I ain't paid for piece hittin' right now 

Get the pyrex, get the baking soda, I'mma whip it, right now 

I'm whats up right now 

I'm Fat Joe, all the way up right now 

If Future don't trust it, bang, bang, I'mma shot you up right now 

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[Bridge: Future] 

If Murda don't trust you he gon' shoot you 

Lil' Mexico don't trust you we gon shoot you 

Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon shoot you 

If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon shoot you 

[Verse 3: Jadakiss] 

I don't rep nothing my nigga, I'm neutral 

D-Block, any conflict and I'm making it crucial 

If Jada don't trust you then Kiss is gon' shoot you 

Funeral on Tidal, the wake is on Youtube 

What they do, they selling hard, puffing wet 

Messing with the credit cards, bustin' checks 

Pumping in the jets, dumping off the Tec's 

Hopping on the yachts, jumpin' off the jets 

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[Hook 2: Future] 

I just blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe 

Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas, fuckin' up some bands with my young niggas 

100 shooters in the club, 100 bottles 

100 shooters in the club, 100 bottles 

Coppin the whips on these niggas 

Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck with these niggas 

Ain't got no love for these niggas, no love, no love, no love for these niggas 

[Outro] 

(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)