Run Up On Me!

Yeah we on the come up, ha

Yeah I blew his brain's out, ha
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah

She give me top now baby, you
Don't know, Woah, Woah, Woah
Woah

I blew her brains out, she give me
Four, Four, Four, Four, yah

I got four pecos' four dracos
I'ma shoot his head out like a bagel

I be sitting on money, I'm to cold

Run up on me, you know
I'm finna blow

They say, yvng rice you ain't
Got no flow

But I be getting money I'm on
The Go

I be sipping lean I'm too cold

She said you wanna fuck, but
I said no

I get a bag, do it again

She said fucking friends

I'm lil tecca, baby I'm not a friend
Baby I wanna fuck again

He said run up these bands

Boi you is a fan, ha

If you fuck with me and my bros
You know how it goes



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Writer(s): Bryan Thach
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