Read the official lyrics for UP by Denzel Curry. Follow the verses for singalongs and understand the luxury rap wordplay in this 2026 collaboration.
The lyrics for UP by Denzel Curry, Rich The Kid, A$AP Ferg, and SadBoi provide a narrative centered on financial elevation, luxury lifestyle, and high-speed motion. The writing utilizes imagery of butterfly doors on black Lamborghinis and vintage Chanel to describe a world of opulence and success.
Produced by BEAUTIFULMVN & iloveit!
March 6, 2026
1 song, 4 minutes
℗ 2026 PH Recordings, LLC., Under exclusive license to Loma Vista Recordings. Distributed by Concord.
Lyrics
[Chorus: SadBoi, Denzel Curry & A$AP Ferg]
You my type, do you wanna vibe?
You like to get high, let’s go up, up, up, up
Screechin’ through the night (I-I-I), movin’ side to side
Doors on butterflies, they go up, up, up, up (I’m working on dying)
She say she my type, that she wanna vibe
She like to get high, let’s go up, up, up, up
Screechin’ through the night, movin’ side to side
Doors on butterflies, they go up, up, up, up (Oh)
They go up, up, up, up (Damn, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, oh, damn)
They go up, up, up, up (Damn, yeah, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)
They go up, up, up (Uh, hoo, uh, hoo, uh)
They go up, up, up (Hoo, hoo, uh, damn, hoo, hoo)
Up, up, up, oh (Damn, right)
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Pop a molly, I’m up (Up), the pill got me stuck (Stuck)
I done ran the money up (I done ran the money up, yeah)
She get vintage Chanel, she get new designer
Take the bitch off the map, now you can’t find her
I’m a rich-ass nigga, I could pipe your life up (Fuck)
All these hoes tryna get wifed up (Okay)
These all Eliantte, get your ice up (Ice, ice, ice)
If you gettin’ to the money, hold your wrist up (Woo)
It’s like 4 a.m., tryna get my dick sucked (Woo)
Lamborghini all black, ’bout to pick the bitch up (Skrr-skrr)
On my mama, we ain’t never goin’ down (No)
I get happy when I look at my account (Yeah)
I got Ms, nigga, guess the amount (Ow)
All the money goin’ up, we ain’t never runnin’ out, yeah (Ow, ow, ow, yeah)
[Chorus: SadBoi & Denzel Curry]
You my type, do you wanna vibe?
You like to get high, let’s go up, up, up, up
Screechin’ through the night, movin’ side to side
Doors on butterflies, they go up, up, up, up
She say she my type, that she wanna vibe
She like to get high, let’s go up, up, up, up
Screechin’ through the night, movin’ side to side
My doors on butterflies, they go up, up, up, up
[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
Last night, we spoke (We spoke)
You the good dope I smoke (Smoke)
Ain’t no other girl ever came close
We ain’t makin’ notes, had the dinner on a speedboat (Yeah)
We can hit up at Ali, in Capri
Have a brunch by the sea
On the beach, we glow, huh (Yeah)
You a little baddie, with the fatty, too swaggy (Ooh, ooh)
But your mind is the true cheat code (Yeah)
Broke up, so we both grow (Right)
I wonder if that was the way to go (Right)
I wonder if we ever get back together
Get cheddar, and get land in Santo Domingo (Right, right)
Bread comin’ in by the loaf (Yeah)
Lambos with the butterfly doors (Yeah)
I’m Rambo with the nigga bulk (Yeah)
I’m in the kitty, and I’m lookin’ like the Hulk (Hoo, hoo)
Been gettin’ approached by a couple other folk (Hoo)
They rich, but they insides broke (Yeah)
Hood pope on the boat, lookin’ like I’m sellin’ dope
Get a whiff of my bitch, pick ’em, eeny-miney-mo (Yeah)
Nigga, diamonds all blue, but I swear I’m at a loc (Hoo, hoo)
You the queen, nigga know, while I’m at the hoes, it’s jokes (Yeah)
And I miss the way you twerk it like you live at Hollegrove (Ooh, ooh)
When I take a hit of you it’s only one way to go, up
[Chorus: SadBoi, Denzel Curry & A$AP Ferg]
You my type, do you wanna vibe?
You like to get high, let’s go up, up, up, up
Screechin’ through the night (I-I-I), movin’ side to side
Doors on butterflies, they go up, up, up, up
She say she my type, that she wanna vibe
She like to get high, let’s go up, up, up, up
Screechin’ through the night, movin’ side to side
My doors on butterflies, they go up, up, up, up (Oh)
They go up, up, up, up (Damn, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, oh, damn)
They go up, up, up, up (Damn, yeah, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)
They go up, up, up (Uh, hoo, uh, hoo, uh)
They go up, up, up (Hoo, hoo, uh, damn, hoo, hoo)
Up, up, up, oh (Damn, right)
[Outro: SadBoi]
We up and we up in like 7-11
We up and we open, like Rodeo Weston
I ride through the 6 in a miniskirt weave
Cop for the baddies, I lend us some weed
(Cop for the baddies, I lend us some weed)
We up and we up in like 7-11
We up and we open, like Rodeo Weston
I ride through the 6 in a miniskirt weave
Cop for the baddies, I lend us some weed
Cop for the baddies, I lend us some weed
The Scythe
