Fitbit
Yuh, wait, yeah
Run it up, run it up
I said run it up
Run it up, run it up
Yeah run it up
Wait, hey
It's Dizzurt, yessir
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah
I ain't got no AP
But I know when I get on
That they gon' try and play me yea
Said they gon' try and play me yea
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah I ain't got no AP, nah
But I run it up like a Fitbit
If I'm pulling up, know the shit lit
Used to feel like a misfit
Now I run it up like a Fitbit
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Ya just hungry I'm starving
She want the meat and I'm Arby's
Built like a slim thick Barbie
She pitch it like Matt Harvey
Then once I cut cut cut
She start bitching like Matt Harvey, yea
She in the bag like cornhole
Said she keep it tight like cornrows
And she ride it like el toro
And the brain on 4-0
GPA
I'm counting up like a CPA
I'm a wolf, I don't care what the sheep'll say
She say she on the pill, I'm like yea ok
Know keep it wrapped like a Starburst
Pussy on Hurricane Harbor, yea
I'm finna cut like a barber, yea
I'm finna nut like I'm carver
George Washington
I ain't really with the gossiping
I said shorty why you so provocative
I think She just want a coop to hop up in
I be sharing like I'm Stockton
Yeah whole squad be eating, yeah
I ain't really with the beefin'
Let's just light the spliff and get to cheifin'
My girl paranoid, trust issues, she think I'm cheating, yeah yeah
I am the king of semantics
Girl you needa stop with your antics
I know the money not going toward tuition
Girl you needa stop with the Xanax
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah
I ain't got no AP
But I know when I get on
That they gon' try and play me yea
Said they gon' try and play me yea
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah I ain't got no AP, nah
But I run it up like a Fitbit
If I'm pulling up, know the shit lit
Used to feel like a misfit
Now I run it up like a Fitbit
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Wrist on Coolata, her bag is on Prada
Lil shorty spicy like Carne Asada
Your DM's drier than Reno, Nevada
I got the juice like I'm Miguel Tejada
Good juice, good juice
Said I got the juice like I'm Giambi
Used to shop Abercrombie
Now I just Give her that bomb D
They try take me down like Harambe
She playing too much like Jumanji
Stay scheming like Ponzi
Cuz I'm doing wells, Bonzie
I said, who got the gangi?
I just want know who got the gangi?
I hit a bish on the balcony
She blew me just like the Falcons lead
Her pussy flames she from Calgary, yuh, yuh
Her name is Valerie watching her calories
Work at art gallery want know my salary, yuh
Good neck, good neck
Her friend from Quebec and she giving me neck
Then she wanna make out I give her a peck
She get gassed off of DM's I keep her in check
If I cut her off she'd be emotional wreck, emotional wreck
I tried to cut her off like umbilical
But she stuck like Gorilla Glue
Fucked on some twins they identical
Used to be cynical
Now I just count it in intervals
I'm nowhere close to my pinnacle
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah
I ain't got no AP
But I know when I get on
That they gon' try and play me yea
Said they gon' try and play me yea
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah I ain't got no AP, nah
But I run it up like a Fitbit
If I'm pulling up, know the shit lit
Used to feel like a misfit
Now I run it up like a Fitbit
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up
I said run it up
Run it up, run it up
Yeah run it up
Wait, hey
It's Dizzurt, yessir
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah
I ain't got no AP
But I know when I get on
That they gon' try and play me yea
Said they gon' try and play me yea
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah I ain't got no AP, nah
But I run it up like a Fitbit
If I'm pulling up, know the shit lit
Used to feel like a misfit
Now I run it up like a Fitbit
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Ya just hungry I'm starving
She want the meat and I'm Arby's
Built like a slim thick Barbie
She pitch it like Matt Harvey
Then once I cut cut cut
She start bitching like Matt Harvey, yea
She in the bag like cornhole
Said she keep it tight like cornrows
And she ride it like el toro
And the brain on 4-0
GPA
I'm counting up like a CPA
I'm a wolf, I don't care what the sheep'll say
She say she on the pill, I'm like yea ok
Know keep it wrapped like a Starburst
Pussy on Hurricane Harbor, yea
I'm finna cut like a barber, yea
I'm finna nut like I'm carver
George Washington
I ain't really with the gossiping
I said shorty why you so provocative
I think She just want a coop to hop up in
I be sharing like I'm Stockton
Yeah whole squad be eating, yeah
I ain't really with the beefin'
Let's just light the spliff and get to cheifin'
My girl paranoid, trust issues, she think I'm cheating, yeah yeah
I am the king of semantics
Girl you needa stop with your antics
I know the money not going toward tuition
Girl you needa stop with the Xanax
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah
I ain't got no AP
But I know when I get on
That they gon' try and play me yea
Said they gon' try and play me yea
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah I ain't got no AP, nah
But I run it up like a Fitbit
If I'm pulling up, know the shit lit
Used to feel like a misfit
Now I run it up like a Fitbit
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Wrist on Coolata, her bag is on Prada
Lil shorty spicy like Carne Asada
Your DM's drier than Reno, Nevada
I got the juice like I'm Miguel Tejada
Good juice, good juice
Said I got the juice like I'm Giambi
Used to shop Abercrombie
Now I just Give her that bomb D
They try take me down like Harambe
She playing too much like Jumanji
Stay scheming like Ponzi
Cuz I'm doing wells, Bonzie
I said, who got the gangi?
I just want know who got the gangi?
I hit a bish on the balcony
She blew me just like the Falcons lead
Her pussy flames she from Calgary, yuh, yuh
Her name is Valerie watching her calories
Work at art gallery want know my salary, yuh
Good neck, good neck
Her friend from Quebec and she giving me neck
Then she wanna make out I give her a peck
She get gassed off of DM's I keep her in check
If I cut her off she'd be emotional wreck, emotional wreck
I tried to cut her off like umbilical
But she stuck like Gorilla Glue
Fucked on some twins they identical
Used to be cynical
Now I just count it in intervals
I'm nowhere close to my pinnacle
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah
I ain't got no AP
But I know when I get on
That they gon' try and play me yea
Said they gon' try and play me yea
I ain't got no Rollie yet, nah I ain't got no AP, nah
But I run it up like a Fitbit
If I'm pulling up, know the shit lit
Used to feel like a misfit
Now I run it up like a Fitbit
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now
Yeah I run it up, run it up now
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Writer(s): Slap Dizzurt
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