Look Up (Explicit) - Kayla Rae

Lyrics by：Kayla Jackson/Jon Bonus/Mic Coats/Moheat

Composed by：Kayla Jackson/Jon Bonus/Mic Coats/Moheat

Oh

Oh oh oh yeah no

Hmm I saw you getting mad guess you heard my song

Peep the feet Twitter fingers bottle my lung

I ain't played your new **** I can't sing along

You don't want the smoke but I let it fill my lungs

My blue faces new favors for you that's facts

You can't clock out'til I autograph that check

It's 2 am and I'm out but you ain't left yet

You bust in sections I guess I see why you press yeah

Go and call your haters they all **** with me

Undercover in my DM showing love to me

You must be exactly keeping up with me

Come on sit just it makes you looking up to me

So look up look up look up

Just look up look up

And in your free time I'm the one

You look up look up look up yeah

So bring me another bottle we pour a reposado what's up

Yeah I'm the guy

To all the hoes that's hating

It's a Celebration

It's a Celebration

To all you hoes that's hated

It's a Celebrationoh

Talking all this **** is catching up to you

Made a monster now I really got it all for you

It's too late to turn this **** around for you

When you're down and on my nuts

Just make sure you're looking up

So look up look up look up

Look up look up

In your Facetime I'm the one look up look up look up

So bring me another bottle

I'll be pourin' with the soda yes sir

Yeah oh look up

To all the hoes that's hating it's a Celebration

It's a Celebration

To all you hoes that's hating it's a Celebration

Look for me yeah