Lift Me Up
Ty Dolla $ign feat. Future & Young Thug Lyrics
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Lift me up, pick me up, baby
Yeah
Off the Xanny, yeah
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me
Oh, babe, you let me down, oh, baby, tragedy
Oh, baby, let me rub you, oh, baby, body
Hit me up, hit me up, baby
Cartier handcuffs, baby
I took off the top, the top of the whip, vroom
I'm puttin' molly in my IV (hmm)
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me
Tan on the Maldives, I'll be your Hercules
I'll fuck the shit out of you (ooh, yeah)
You'll tell your friends 'bout me (ah, yeah)
You so possessive, way too jealous
Don't bring your friends around me (me)
I had some famous girls, some models, and some regular hoes (regular hoes)
I tell my bitch about 'em, think it's probably best that she knows (best that she knows)
I bought a Richard Mille, it's a Bubba Watson luxury
Drop my new shit, now all these bitches wanna fuck with me (me)
Another new one in my collection (collection)
Nothin' but bad bitches up in my section (my section)
Nothin' but princess cuts and baguettes (baguettes)
No commercial, wheels up on the jet
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me
Oh, babe, you let me down, oh, baby, tragedy
Oh, baby, let me rub you, oh, baby, body
I wanna know if you can last no longer, yeah
Hit me up, hit me up, baby
Cartier handcuffs, baby
I took off the top, the top of the whip, vroom
I'm puttin' molly in my IV (hmm)
Private show viewin' on the runway
Twelve-inch heels, Roberto Cavalli
Eight zips of codeine in a Hi-C
Throwin' private parties at the penthouse at The Marquee
Bora Bora villa, yeah
Lil' Kim how I count dead pres'
You got more Chanel bags than your birthday
Molly and power make you a mermaid
Swimmin' in Franklins, swimmin' in Benji
You get your backstroke in Stella McCartney
My gangbangin' friends gon' be the ones to protect you
You been turnin' up ever since that nigga left you
Oh, baby, nasty, all nine karats
Ghost like Casper, doors open backwards
Oh, you a ballerina, tippin' on marble
Oh, you got paper for your diamonds, oh, and they sparkle
Donald Trump a wrist flick, I'm a misfit, but I'ma keep you in some new shit
Five languages, girl, name it, I buy the chef out of Ruth Chris
Spaceship got you woozy, every day you wake up is a movie
Every day you gotta prove it, you goin' to sleep in jacuzzi
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me (carry me)
Oh, babe, you let me down (let me down), oh, baby, tragedy (tragedy)
Oh, baby, let me rub you (let me rub), oh, baby, body (oh)
I wanna know if you can last no longer, yeah (ooh, yeah)
Hit me up, hit me up, baby
Cartier handcuffs, baby
I took off the top, the top of the whip, vroom
I'm puttin' molly in my IV (hmm)
The song "Lift Me Up" by Ty Dolla $ign, Future, and Young Thug is a track about wanting to be lifted up both physically and emotionally. Ty Dolla $ign starts the song by requesting to be hit up and lifted up, while also mentioning being off Xanny (short for Xanax) - a drug that can be used to relieve anxiety but can become addictive. Later in the song, there are references to luxurious lifestyles, private parties, and designer brands, with the three artists boasting about their success and being able to provide for their partners. Future refers to himself as a misfit but vows to keep his partner in new things, while Young Thug mentions his partner's excessive number of Chanel bags and her ability to afford diamonds that sparkle.
Despite the lavish descriptions of their lives, the three artists also touch on jealousy and possessiveness. Ty Dolla $ign mentions that his partner is possessive and way too jealous, while Young Thug warns partners not to bring their friends around him. These lyrics suggest that although they may live rich and successful lives, they still experience common relationship problems.
Overall, "Lift Me Up" is a song that showcases the luxurious lifestyles of successful artists, while also highlighting the common relationship issues they face.
Line by Line Meaning
Hit me up
Contact me
Lift me up, pick me up, baby
Help and support me
Off the Xanny, yeah
Out of my mind on drugs
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me
I need you to lift me up and carry me through my struggles
Oh, babe, you let me down, oh, baby, tragedy
Feeling let down and disappointed by someone
Oh, baby, let me rub you, oh, baby, body
I want to physically connect with you
I wanna know if you can last no longer, yeah
I want to test if you can handle my lifestyle and challenges
Cartier handcuffs, baby
Symbolizing luxury and control
I took off the top, the top of the whip, vroom
I drove fast and recklessly
I'm puttin' molly in my IV (hmm)
Injecting drugs
Tan on the Maldives, I'll be your Hercules
Enjoying a tropical vacation and seeing myself as a hero for my partner
I'll fuck the shit out of you (ooh, yeah)
I want to have intense and passionate sex with you
You'll tell your friends 'bout me (ah, yeah)
I want to impress you and be memorable to you and your friends
You so possessive, way too jealous
Feeling suffocated and controlled by my partner's jealousy
Don't bring your friends around me (me)
I don't want your friends interfering in our relationship
I had some famous girls, some models, and some regular hoes (regular hoes)
I've had relationships with women of different statuses
I tell my bitch about 'em, think it's probably best that she knows (best that she knows)
Being transparent with my partner about my past relationships
I bought a Richard Mille, it's a Bubba Watson luxury
Boasting about owning an expensive and exclusive watch brand
Drop my new shit, now all these bitches wanna fuck with me (me)
Becoming more attractive to women after releasing new music
Another new one in my collection (collection)
Adding to my collection of luxury items
Nothin' but bad bitches up in my section (my section)
Being surrounded by attractive women in a VIP area
Nothin' but princess cuts and baguettes (baguettes)
Referring to jewelry adorned with specific types of diamonds
No commercial, wheels up on the jet
Traveling in luxury without commercial flights
Private show viewin' on the runway
Watching a fashion show in a private setting
Twelve-inch heels, Roberto Cavalli
Describing extravagant clothing and accessories
Eight zips of codeine in a Hi-C
Drinking a Hi-C mixed with codeine cough syrup
Throwin' private parties at the penthouse at The Marquee
Hosting exclusive parties in a luxury hotel
Bora Bora villa, yeah
Staying in a luxurious villa in Bora Bora
Lil' Kim how I count dead pres'
Counting large sums of money like rapper Lil' Kim
You got more Chanel bags than your birthday
Having an excessive amount of designer bags
Molly and power make you a mermaid
Drugs can make you feel powerful and mystical
Swimmin' in Franklins, swimmin' in Benji
Having vast amounts of cash
You get your backstroke in Stella McCartney
Describing sexual activity in a luxurious setting
My gangbangin' friends gon' be the ones to protect you
Having dangerous friends who will defend and protect you
You been turnin' up ever since that nigga left you
Partying and enjoying life after a breakup
Oh, baby, nasty, all nine karats
Describing sexual activity in explicit terms
Ghost like Casper, doors open backwards
Having a fancy and unique car
Oh, you a ballerina, tippin' on marble
Describing a woman's grace and elegance
Oh, you got paper for your diamonds, oh, and they sparkle
Having the financial means to afford expensive jewelry
Donald Trump a wrist flick, I'm a misfit, but I'ma keep you in some new shit
Being able to provide for his partner despite not fitting in with society's norms
Five languages, girl, name it, I buy the chef out of Ruth Chris
Showing off his wealth and ability to speak multiple languages
Spaceship got you woozy, every day you wake up is a movie
Feeling like his extravagant lifestyle is surreal
Every day you gotta prove it, you goin' to sleep in jacuzzi
The pressure to maintain his luxurious lifestyle and keeping up appearances
Hit me up, hit me up, baby
Contact me
Cartier handcuffs, baby
Symbolizing luxury and control
I took off the top, the top of the whip, vroom
I drove fast and recklessly
I'm puttin' molly in my IV (hmm)
Injecting drugs
Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, JUST B U PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwan Avery, Gabriel Shaddow, James Royo, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Nayvadius Wilburn, Rashan Kyles, Tyrone Griffin Jr.
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[Intro: Young Thug]
Hit me up
Lift me up, pick me up, baby
Yeah
Off the Xanny, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me
Oh, baby, let me down, oh, baby, tragedy
Oh, baby, let me rub you, oh, baby, body
I wanna know if you can last no longer, ha
Hit me up, hit me up, baby
Cartier handcuffs, baby
I took off the top, the top of the whip, vroom
I'm puttin' molly in my IV (Hm)
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me
Tent out in Maldives, I'll be your Hercules
I'll fuck the shit out of you (Ooh, yeah)
You'll tell your friends 'bout me (Ah, yeah)
You so possessive, way too jealous
Don't bring your friends around me (Me)
I had some famous girls, some models, and somะต regular hoes (Regular hoะตs)
I tell my bitch about 'em, think it's probably best that she knows (Best that she knows)
I bought a Richard Mille, it's a Bubba Watson luxury
Drop my new shit, now all these bitches wanna fuck with me (Me)
Another new one in my collection (Collection)
Nothin' but bad bitches up in my section (My section)
Nothin' but princess cuts and baguettes (Baguettes)
No commercial, wheels up on the jet
[Chorus: Young Thug, Young Thug & Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me
Oh, baby, let me down, oh, baby, tragedy
Oh, baby, let me rub you, oh, baby, body
I wanna know if you can last no longer
Hit me up, hit me up, baby
Cartier handcuffs, baby
I took off the top, the top of the whip, vroom
I'm puttin' molly in my IV (Hm)
[Verse 2: Future]
Private show viewin' on the runway
Twelve-inch heels, Roberto Cavalli
Eight zips of codeine in a Hi-C
Throwin' private parties at the penthouse at the Marquee
Bora Bora villa, yeah
Lil' Kim, Hard Core, dead pres'
You got more Chanel bags than your birthday
Molly and power make you a mermaid
Swimmin' in Franklins, swimmin' in Benji
You get your backstroke in Stella McCartney
My gangbangin' friends gon' be the ones to protect you
You been turnin' up ever since that nigga left you
Oh, baby, nasty, all nine karats
Ghost like Casper, doors open backwards
Oh, you a ballerina, tippin' on marble
Oh, you got paper for your diamonds, oh, and they sparkle
Donald Trump a wrist flick, I'm a misfit, but I'ma keep you in some new shit
Five languages, girl, name it, I buy the shelf out of Ruth Chris
Spaceship got you woozy, every day you wake up is a movie
Every day you gotta prove it, you goin' to sleep in jacuzzi
[Chorus: Young Thug, Ty Dolla $ign, Young Thug & Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, baby, lift me up, oh, baby, carry me (Carry me)
Oh, baby, let me down (Let me down), oh, baby, tragedy (Tragedy)
Oh, baby, let me rub you, oh, baby, body (Oh)
I wanna know if you can last no longer (Ooh, yeah)
Hit me up, hit me up, baby
Cartier handcuffs, baby
I took off the top, the top of the whip, vroom
I'm puttin' molly in my IV (Hm)
@Chadvilletv
The hook is everything ๐ค๐ค๐ค๐
@basschilperoord9121
The hook is a killer
@bmill8493
How many likes for Thugger
@talentrippin3535
Thug sounds so mesmerizing on this
@haiderh042
When thugger & future go in their R&B bag it's just on different level ๐ฅถโ
@mirsoundz9575
A
@antarahibnshaddad7725
Real tawk
@jaaystaar21jv
UNTOUCHABLE
@ilovenickbutidontlikeyou
Thugger verse giving me some Beautiful thugger girls vibes ๐ฅ
@frenchtoastdestroyer426
Yup just what i thought