I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
A nigga make me mad
Then I'm gonna do the dash
U started somethin
Cant tell me nothin
Just stop all the frontin lil nigga
Run it run it
I'm tryna get a bag
Now these niggas mad yea
Yea I got a past nigga
Ain't no runnin from it from it
A nigga on his bully now u really outta luck nigga
All about this paper give f*ck about u f*ck niggas
I'm the nigga that get niggas touched nigga
Its f*ck bitches and f*ck niggas
Cant trust a bitch I rather jump the bridge
Or climb the roof and jump off the shit
Started gettin money now these bitches say they need me
These niggas know timing I'm on whenever they see . . . me
If I told u the shit I seen u prolly wont believe me
It made me cold every bitch I date she wanna leave me
No I cant love her
I'm loving this money
Baggin this money and f*ckin ya honey
Dick all in her tummy yolo. 0h
She told me her nigga is bummy
I tell her stop talking
If it ain't about money keep walking
She ain't tryna f*ck ain't no talkin
This gas in the blunt me coughing
The ops on the block they be hawkin
Bitch if u want my attention
Just tell me u with it to f*ck
If a nigga gon call up my phone
He better be talkin bout bucks
I'm drunk and I'm high and I dont give a f*ck
I'm gon have to bounce when I get off this nut
I tolerate I dont know about trust
Before I go baby fill up my cup
I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
LITE F.M
I'm at it again Run It Up
Packing the bricks in bacc of the Benz
None of you niggas can f*ck wit us
Extendo attached wit a beam Yea
So Watch what you sayin Cuz you can killed for a fee
I'm f*cking your bitch for free
I got a new bitch every week
Run it up or I gun you down Either way I aint playin round
Got cop killers in the clip nigga Ima need a lawyer now
Snitch nigga took a stand on me
Thought you was my mans homie But you ain't really who you say you is Well f*ck it then ima let it rip
Like a staircase we gone run it up
Starting problems You ain't dumb enough
A 100 locs come f*ck u up Pussy nigga you ain't tough enough It's gone be a man down Tell yo homie stand down
Ima Win hands down I feel like the man Now bitch
I'm cashin Out Foreign whip when I'm baccin Out
Bitch nigga don't be actin out Have my locs in your granny house
Post up like we live there Bitch nigga you been scared
Down and out yea I been there And I ain't never going bacc so run it up
I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
A nigga make me mad
Then I'm gonna do the dash
U started somethin
Cant tell me nothin
Just stop all the frontin lil nigga
Run it run it
I'm tryna get a bag
Now these niggas mad yea
Yea I got a past nigga
Ain't no runnin from it from it
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I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
A nigga make me mad
Then I'm gonna do the dash
U started somethin
Cant tell me nothin
Just stop all the frontin lil nigga
Run it run it
I'm tryna get a bag
Now these niggas mad yea
Yea I got a past nigga
Ain't no runnin from it from it
A nigga on his bully now u really outta luck nigga
All about this paper give f*ck about u f*ck niggas
I'm the nigga that get niggas touched nigga
Its f*ck bitches and f*ck niggas
Cant trust a bitch I rather jump the bridge
Or climb the roof and jump off the shit
Started gettin money now these bitches say they need me
These niggas know timing I'm on whenever they see . . . me
If I told u the shit I seen u prolly wont believe me
It made me cold every bitch I date she wanna leave me
No I cant love her
I'm loving this money
Baggin this money and f*ckin ya honey
Dick all in her tummy yolo. 0h
She told me her nigga is bummy
I tell her stop talking
If it ain't about money keep walking
She ain't tryna f*ck ain't no talkin
This gas in the blunt me coughing
The ops on the block they be hawkin
Bitch if u want my attention
Just tell me u with it to f*ck
If a nigga gon call up my phone
He better be talkin bout bucks
I'm drunk and I'm high and I dont give a f*ck
I'm gon have to bounce when I get off this nut
I tolerate I dont know about trust
Before I go baby fill up my cup
I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
LITE F.M
I'm at it again Run It Up
Packing the bricks in bacc of the Benz
None of you niggas can f*ck wit us
Extendo attached wit a beam Yea
So Watch what you sayin Cuz you can killed for a fee
I'm f*cking your bitch for free
I got a new bitch every week
Run it up or I gun you down Either way I aint playin round
Got cop killers in the clip nigga Ima need a lawyer now
Snitch nigga took a stand on me
Thought you was my mans homie But you ain't really who you say you is Well f*ck it then ima let it rip
Like a staircase we gone run it up
Starting problems You ain't dumb enough
A 100 locs come f*ck u up Pussy nigga you ain't tough enough It's gone be a man down Tell yo homie stand down
Ima Win hands down I feel like the man Now bitch
I'm cashin Out Foreign whip when I'm baccin Out
Bitch nigga don't be actin out Have my locs in your granny house
Post up like we live there Bitch nigga you been scared
Down and out yea I been there And I ain't never going bacc so run it up
I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
A nigga make me mad
Then I'm gonna do the dash
U started somethin
Cant tell me nothin
Just stop all the frontin lil nigga
Run it run it
I'm tryna get a bag
Now these niggas mad yea
Yea I got a past nigga
Ain't no runnin from it from it
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
A nigga make me mad
Then I'm gonna do the dash
U started somethin
Cant tell me nothin
Just stop all the frontin lil nigga
Run it run it
I'm tryna get a bag
Now these niggas mad yea
Yea I got a past nigga
Ain't no runnin from it from it
A nigga on his bully now u really outta luck nigga
All about this paper give f*ck about u f*ck niggas
I'm the nigga that get niggas touched nigga
Its f*ck bitches and f*ck niggas
Cant trust a bitch I rather jump the bridge
Or climb the roof and jump off the shit
Started gettin money now these bitches say they need me
These niggas know timing I'm on whenever they see . . . me
If I told u the shit I seen u prolly wont believe me
It made me cold every bitch I date she wanna leave me
No I cant love her
I'm loving this money
Baggin this money and f*ckin ya honey
Dick all in her tummy yolo. 0h
She told me her nigga is bummy
I tell her stop talking
If it ain't about money keep walking
She ain't tryna f*ck ain't no talkin
This gas in the blunt me coughing
The ops on the block they be hawkin
Bitch if u want my attention
Just tell me u with it to f*ck
If a nigga gon call up my phone
He better be talkin bout bucks
I'm drunk and I'm high and I dont give a f*ck
I'm gon have to bounce when I get off this nut
I tolerate I dont know about trust
Before I go baby fill up my cup
I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
LITE F.M
I'm at it again Run It Up
Packing the bricks in bacc of the Benz
None of you niggas can f*ck wit us
Extendo attached wit a beam Yea
So Watch what you sayin Cuz you can killed for a fee
I'm f*cking your bitch for free
I got a new bitch every week
Run it up or I gun you down Either way I aint playin round
Got cop killers in the clip nigga Ima need a lawyer now
Snitch nigga took a stand on me
Thought you was my mans homie But you ain't really who you say you is Well f*ck it then ima let it rip
Like a staircase we gone run it up
Starting problems You ain't dumb enough
A 100 locs come f*ck u up Pussy nigga you ain't tough enough It's gone be a man down Tell yo homie stand down
Ima Win hands down I feel like the man Now bitch
I'm cashin Out Foreign whip when I'm baccin Out
Bitch nigga don't be actin out Have my locs in your granny house
Post up like we live there Bitch nigga you been scared
Down and out yea I been there And I ain't never going bacc so run it up
I'm saucy call a cab
Heard some nigga talkin hot
We gon run down on his block
Whatever he got
That nigga gon run it run i
Heard he talkin shit
We gon run up in his crib
Send me addy ain't gon be no stopping u and ya family ya niggas gon run it run it
A nigga make me mad
Then I'm gonna do the dash
U started somethin
Cant tell me nothin
Just stop all the frontin lil nigga
Run it run it
I'm tryna get a bag
Now these niggas mad yea
Yea I got a past nigga
Ain't no runnin from it from it
Writer: Felix Aponte III
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid