Lyrics

Run it up Yeah Run it up Yeah All y'all pussy niggas Yeah run it up Yeah heard yo pockets hurtin' bitch Run it up Yeah why you lookin' stuck nigga Run it up Yeah all these hoes Wrist and neck on froze I been in my bag I been gettin' close Got a couple young niggas wanna spin the block Boy you know you scary boy you need to stop We can throw the ones nigga watchu tryna do Ain't no one On ones bitch Boy you know I shoot Got these bitches belly dancing off the perkys too All y'all niggas is my sons but I thought you knew Naked bitches in the kitchen whipping arm and hammer Slid her to the room told that bitch bring the camera Posted in the cut Jud rollin' off a Molly Choppa on his side pill eating up his fuckin' body Too much crying nigga not enough spinning I said too much crying nigga not enough spinning Fuck ya'll niggas that's how I'm fuckin' feeling I said fuck y'all niggas that's how I'm fuckin' feeling bitch When I get these golds ima pick and roll These hoes they give and go When she hear this song she gone take her phone now send that hoe Photo album of that body ody body roll Told em knuckle up bust that ass now body roll Baby now stop for a minute shake that ass do yo thing Drop drop for me baby I can see you wanna ring Got nothing for you shorty but some issues and some change Racks on my teeth put the rest up on that chain Run it up Yeah Run it up Yeah All y'all pussy niggas Yeah run it up Yeah heard yo pockets hurtin' bitch Run it up Yeah why you lookin' stuck nigga Run it up Yeah all these hoes Wrist and neck on froze I been in my bag I been gettin' close Got a couple young niggas wanna spin the block Boy you know you scary boy you need to stop
Writer(s): Nick Fiola Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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