lirik lagu youngstin - run up

let’s get it

n~gga we lurking pop on your block with the glock we
jerking

anit sh~t funny so n~gga stop smerkin
oh you want smoke
you don’t want smoke

we catch you lacking four deep with the polls

n~ggas be b~tches pillow talking hoes

i do what i want you do what you can

off the gas i stay be rolling up grams

who is you i will shoot you and your mans

n~ggas be sucking yah they be some fans

off the gas i can’t even stand

lil nance im the man
counting these bands
sip some henny when i land
feel like the man
counting these bands
smoking gas you can tell by the strain

counting money need a whole extra hand

50 tan like sand

blue stripes on my bands

you a b~tch i can tell you can’t blend

n~gga you a b~tch pull up with stick’s
empty the clip out at your mother f~cking crib

n~ggas b~tches n~ggas be ratting
pull up on them with the glock and smack it

n~ggas be talking they anit getting them racks b~tch
little boy you is a b~tch and i know that

got the shooters on the roof like kodak

if you blame at my squad we blow back
all my n~ggas be some savages
we f~ck up your whole head

yah you know my n~ggas savages
they pull up in all black
all my n~ggas with the sh~ts
we don’t do that chit chat

f~ck your b~tch she nuted on the sheets
had to get her out the house
couple the bands in the south

n~ggas is running they mouth
n~ggas is dissing for clout

run up on me and i’m gonna empty this 50
n~ggas be rolling midis
i be smoking on that sticky icky

found a white her name vicky
vicky looking really sh~ty
i’m the hottest in my city
pull up on me it’s over

b~tches love me like i’m sosa

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