Im Up - DJ Ktone, Mike Smooth, French Montana

Baby I’m the man, I’m up

Couple hundred bands on the car

Villa and a mansion, uh, I’m that nigga

I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga

I’m with my niggas, bring more bitches

Girl, I got the mojo

See you when you double tap the photo

She ain’t into logos (nope!)

Living single like Maxine, I’ma have her singing like Coko

(I get so weak) …in the knees

Can’t cuff me, bitch please

You can get involved

You know who to call when your man Duval, too small, no Lacey

Cause I’m up

Zero, zero, zero, comma

Heard you looking for a sponsor

Well you gon' have to ride this anaconda

Baby I’m the man, I’m up

Couple hundred bands on the car

Villa and a mansion, uh, I’m that nigga

I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga

I’m with my niggas, bring more bitches

It’s no pretending

That we’ve be getting to it all night

I’m off so much liquor

Probably did a couple things that my girl won’t like

Red light

Gotta slow it down, get my head right

Try and take it to the hotel, yeah right

Talking 'bout she won’t tell, yeah right

I already know the finessing

I don’t answer like it’s bill collectors

Shawty try’na act so wreckless, I don’t even stress it

See we got her going up 'til breakfast

Shawty saw the wings on the car

She forgot about her plans for tomorrow

Best friend next room, ear to the wall

Cause I’m that nigga, haan

I’m on the boss, don, baby ahh

She gon' throw it up, she gon' break it down

Shawty got her own

But she can’t find a nigga like me

Baby I’m the man, I’m up

Couple hundred bands on the car

Villa and a mansion, uh, I’m that nigga

I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga

I’m with my niggas, bring more bitches

Comin' through, commas, commas, commas

Commas, commas, commas

We been goin' through, commas, commas, commas

Commas, commas, commas

Feelin' like, fuck what you goin' through commas, commas, commas

Commas, commas, commas

We been goin' through, commas, commas, commas

Commas, commas, commas

Feelin' like, fuck what you goin' through

Baby I’m the man, I’m up

Couple hundred bands on the car

Villa and a mansion, uh, I’m that nigga

I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga

I’m with my niggas, bring more bitches

Baby come through (uh-huh)

Baby, baby come through (yeah)

Tell your girls to come through (and you know)

And it’s all on you, ohh