Look
I runn it up in the coupppee
Serve you that workkk
I pull up wit no roof
All of my hoes come in twos
Would of had three but the bitch act too boujie
Shoes on my feet cost a band
Walking on blood, Christer loubitons
Gucci fit... I got snakes on my pants
Tigars on me, got the heart of bear yeah
Bitch wanna f*ck cuz she kno I'm the man
Nahh I can't cuff cuz she f*ck wit my manz
Gave ha perk, now she geeked of them zans
Racks in pockets, can't hold up my pants
Drum for a clip, my shit sound like a snare
Try me luhhh nigga, you better not get scared... glahhh gurahh pow... bitch
So try me luhh nigga, you kno I ain scaredd
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Step on the scene in some louberton chris'es
Step on my shit, that's yo ass go get it
Designer on me LMG bitch we winning
Custom fitted so that mean u can't get it
Ice on my neckkk say La'Ricoo u drippin
Hoes see my chain and they get in they feelings
Buss down the bitch no rollie on me
Made ha get on ha kneese
Just for sleeping on me
Wall saucet, but they call me plugg
Theseee niggas circuits, they be switching up
Switch through a bitch, like I switch designer
All foreign bitchh its just a diffrent color
I run it up in a coupeee
Let her see the stars on my neck, while she give me head
Lust for this dickkk, like a fien shawty beggg
Give her that work, I make sure that she
I runn it up in the coupppee
Serve you that workkk
I pull up wit no roof
All of my hoes come in twos
Would of had three but the bitch act too boujie
Shoes on my feet cost a band
Walking on blood, Christer loubitons
Gucci fit... I got snakes on my pants
Tigars on me, got the heart of bear yeah
Bitch wanna f*ck cuz she kno I'm the man
Nahh I can't cuff cuz she f*ck wit my manz
Gave ha perk, now she geeked of them zans
Racks in pockets, can't hold up my pants
Drum for a clip, my shit sound like a snare
Try me luhhh nigga, you better not get scared... glahhh gurahh pow... bitch
So try me luhh nigga, you kno I ain scaredd
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
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Look
I runn it up in the coupppee
Serve you that workkk
I pull up wit no roof
All of my hoes come in twos
Would of had three but the bitch act too boujie
Shoes on my feet cost a band
Walking on blood, Christer loubitons
Gucci fit... I got snakes on my pants
Tigars on me, got the heart of bear yeah
Bitch wanna f*ck cuz she kno I'm the man
Nahh I can't cuff cuz she f*ck wit my manz
Gave ha perk, now she geeked of them zans
Racks in pockets, can't hold up my pants
Drum for a clip, my shit sound like a snare
Try me luhhh nigga, you better not get scared... glahhh gurahh pow... bitch
So try me luhh nigga, you kno I ain scaredd
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Step on the scene in some louberton chris'es
Step on my shit, that's yo ass go get it
Designer on me LMG bitch we winning
Custom fitted so that mean u can't get it
Ice on my neckkk say La'Ricoo u drippin
Hoes see my chain and they get in they feelings
Buss down the bitch no rollie on me
Made ha get on ha kneese
Just for sleeping on me
Wall saucet, but they call me plugg
Theseee niggas circuits, they be switching up
Switch through a bitch, like I switch designer
All foreign bitchh its just a diffrent color
I run it up in a coupeee
Let her see the stars on my neck, while she give me head
Lust for this dickkk, like a fien shawty beggg
Give her that work, I make sure that she
I runn it up in the coupppee
Serve you that workkk
I pull up wit no roof
All of my hoes come in twos
Would of had three but the bitch act too boujie
Shoes on my feet cost a band
Walking on blood, Christer loubitons
Gucci fit... I got snakes on my pants
Tigars on me, got the heart of bear yeah
Bitch wanna f*ck cuz she kno I'm the man
Nahh I can't cuff cuz she f*ck wit my manz
Gave ha perk, now she geeked of them zans
Racks in pockets, can't hold up my pants
Drum for a clip, my shit sound like a snare
Try me luhhh nigga, you better not get scared... glahhh gurahh pow... bitch
So try me luhh nigga, you kno I ain scaredd
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
I runn it up in the coupppee
Serve you that workkk
I pull up wit no roof
All of my hoes come in twos
Would of had three but the bitch act too boujie
Shoes on my feet cost a band
Walking on blood, Christer loubitons
Gucci fit... I got snakes on my pants
Tigars on me, got the heart of bear yeah
Bitch wanna f*ck cuz she kno I'm the man
Nahh I can't cuff cuz she f*ck wit my manz
Gave ha perk, now she geeked of them zans
Racks in pockets, can't hold up my pants
Drum for a clip, my shit sound like a snare
Try me luhhh nigga, you better not get scared... glahhh gurahh pow... bitch
So try me luhh nigga, you kno I ain scaredd
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Step on the scene in some louberton chris'es
Step on my shit, that's yo ass go get it
Designer on me LMG bitch we winning
Custom fitted so that mean u can't get it
Ice on my neckkk say La'Ricoo u drippin
Hoes see my chain and they get in they feelings
Buss down the bitch no rollie on me
Made ha get on ha kneese
Just for sleeping on me
Wall saucet, but they call me plugg
Theseee niggas circuits, they be switching up
Switch through a bitch, like I switch designer
All foreign bitchh its just a diffrent color
I run it up in a coupeee
Let her see the stars on my neck, while she give me head
Lust for this dickkk, like a fien shawty beggg
Give her that work, I make sure that she
I runn it up in the coupppee
Serve you that workkk
I pull up wit no roof
All of my hoes come in twos
Would of had three but the bitch act too boujie
Shoes on my feet cost a band
Walking on blood, Christer loubitons
Gucci fit... I got snakes on my pants
Tigars on me, got the heart of bear yeah
Bitch wanna f*ck cuz she kno I'm the man
Nahh I can't cuff cuz she f*ck wit my manz
Gave ha perk, now she geeked of them zans
Racks in pockets, can't hold up my pants
Drum for a clip, my shit sound like a snare
Try me luhhh nigga, you better not get scared... glahhh gurahh pow... bitch
So try me luhh nigga, you kno I ain scaredd
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Run it upp... run it upp... run it uppp... run it uppp
Writer: Tyler McGlothin
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