Run Up

Spanish Mamis call me Papi
And they treat me like the plug
We was really in the trenches we done got it out da mud
Said I started wit a dollar turned that shit into ah dub
Need security for what I gotta on me in the club

Swear I dare ah nigga run up we gon gun em down
Drum up on that hoe we In Atlanta wit ah 100 rounds
Pop up on that pussy try to run we gon walk in m down
Crazy how it go he got ah check and that boy still ah clown
Pretty little hoe she got
On Louie head 2 toe
She said she swear her nigga pussy it don't matter if he know
Ain't gotta tell em I'm that nigga if they know them niggas know
And I ain't tripping off no bitches wanna go then let ha go
My lil bitch so perfect she just pop a lot of shit
She ain't twerking in no video just got the glock in it
They say it's up you know it's stuck ain't nobody stopping shit
Baby bro won't bring it back unless he empty out the clip

Anti freeze up in da pan was really wipping down them slips
My Spanish dawgs from up the block dey got indicted for some bricks
I done shot so many niggas I just pray I Neva slip
All dis money on my head nigga kill me and he lit

Bad lil bitch she from uptown
Cuban on ha neck and da rolley on ha bust down
Don't care about ya man if I want you know it's us now
Threw ah 20 pack up in the box in that bitch touched down

Spanish Mamis call me Papi
And they treat me like the plug
We was really in the trenches we done got it out da mud
Said I started wit a dollar turned that shit into ah sub
Need security for what I gotta on me in the club

We already got the Bronx
Nîggas know shook the city up
Dese ova rappers cool but I don't think dey got it lit enough
Choppa got ah stand I don't even gotta lift up
My dawg take ah lose that nigga know who gon pick him up

Can man to the bandman bitch who would've thought
They pussy so they never gon try me but they full of salt
Ballin for a minute been ah while since I hit the court
Bro just called me up and said they food I told him send ah fork
Choppa on me spit 100 rounds make ah nigga flip
I ain't tryna date my only thoughts is do she eat or spit
I ain't really checking for no pussy I just need ah lick
Shit... But this one here might be ah hit
Double Cs on ha but That's only for ah bad bitch
Fell in love wit money now she always talking cash shit
Cant catch ha ass in traffic cuz she always in some fast shit
This All year long don't need a week to tend to fashion

Bad bitches cost you ain't got it nigga give her up
I ain't in talking baby tell me is it lit or what
Her last nigga crazy Told her baby I could get em touched
It's time to separate the big dawgs from the little pups

Gang shit double R B we don't lane switch
Flame shit we the ones who really come and change shit
Who but me only way I'm losing if it's 2 of me
Few ah week wats new 2 most these niggas it ain't new to me

Louie V damper checker that's for you and me
Don't do receipts if we out in traffic it's a tinted V
Don't play wit me neva been the one any day or week
Stay wit heat promise niggas never gotta wait and see



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Writer(s): Billy Bands
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