When She at my show yeah she be wilding
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Paying if you paying you be staying
Changing bitches changing coz I'm making
Yeah Bitches only run up they be taking
Don't invite me unless im gaining
Im tryna run it up so I can cash out
Bitches on my dick yeah she saw racks out
If you coming for me you gon get shot down
Tired of funny shit, yeah you get rocked now
When She at my show yeah she be wilding
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
I wanna be so known I can't step outside
Hate on me I make it soon yeah you switching sides
And I do this everyday its my f*cking grind
Aint no time to waste now foreigns gotta pick n ride
Used to be cruising yeah now gotta catch the vibe
Gonna be at the top yeah we gotta sacrifice
One hundred bands all on me gotta fantasise
You used to hate me gotta wait in line
When She at my show yeah she be wilding
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Baby Curve - Run It Up Lyrics
Baby Curve - Run It Up Lyrics
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When She at my show yeah she be wilding
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Paying if you paying you be staying
Changing bitches changing coz I'm making
Yeah Bitches only run up they be taking
Don't invite me unless im gaining
Im tryna run it up so I can cash out
Bitches on my dick yeah she saw racks out
If you coming for me you gon get shot down
Tired of funny shit, yeah you get rocked now
When She at my show yeah she be wilding
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
I wanna be so known I can't step outside
Hate on me I make it soon yeah you switching sides
And I do this everyday its my f*cking grind
Aint no time to waste now foreigns gotta pick n ride
Used to be cruising yeah now gotta catch the vibe
Gonna be at the top yeah we gotta sacrifice
One hundred bands all on me gotta fantasise
You used to hate me gotta wait in line
When She at my show yeah she be wilding
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Paying if you paying you be staying
Changing bitches changing coz I'm making
Yeah Bitches only run up they be taking
Don't invite me unless im gaining
Im tryna run it up so I can cash out
Bitches on my dick yeah she saw racks out
If you coming for me you gon get shot down
Tired of funny shit, yeah you get rocked now
When She at my show yeah she be wilding
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
I wanna be so known I can't step outside
Hate on me I make it soon yeah you switching sides
And I do this everyday its my f*cking grind
Aint no time to waste now foreigns gotta pick n ride
Used to be cruising yeah now gotta catch the vibe
Gonna be at the top yeah we gotta sacrifice
One hundred bands all on me gotta fantasise
You used to hate me gotta wait in line
When She at my show yeah she be wilding
And your bitch just hit my phone say she typing
When I whip a foreign car I be flying
And this wok in my cup got me gliding
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Shoutout AT had to run it up
Keeping racks on me get your numbers up
You aint getting in free you aint one of us
People always calling me, I aint picking up
Writer: Chris Plent
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid