Send It Up!

Let me stack all the money
(Send it up.) (Uh)
(Send it up.) (Uh)
(Send it up.) (Uh)
(Send it up.) (Uh)
(Send it up.) (Uh)
(Send it up.) (Uh)
(Send it up.) (Uh)
If he's acting really funny
(Send him up.) (Uh)
(Send him up.) (Uh)
(Send him up.) (Uh)
(Send him up.) (Uh)
(Send him up.) (Uh)
(Send him up.) (Uh)
(Send him up.) (Uh)
(Aye)
If he's talking that shit, tell me dip
(Uh) rage fully auto-extended got range
If he quits like a bitch, I don't quit
Let him and my fucks share the grave
I lead, but I don't follow for sh*t
(Ugh)
You can go swallow that sh*t
(Uh)
Piss me off. You can lick up my piss
(Drop a bomb on yo head; you can go suck a dick.)
Catch me on your bad side (Uh)
I dare you go try that (Uh)
You tried it with my last hoe (Ugh)
Still ain't gotta text back (Uh)
Choppa gives a convo (Egh)
She said she got some kickback (uh)
All these will be A-hoes (uh)
Tell her she should know that
Lick up my d, not your kitty
I make her wet
Then I make ways to the fetty (Uh)
Been doing sh*t since I was baptised
Sitter on the bedside, sitting pretty
(Uh-yeah)
Rides me like a hoe with some ass cheeks
She sucks my dick
Like a lollipop
Oh my god, deep throat, all my candy shop
Like, what would you do without me?
People wanna talk that sh*t
Gonna leave them in a ditch
I'm nice with it (uh-huh)
Yeah, I run with the six; I run with my blood
I go and never trip on your bitch ass
The whole game, I can outclass
God watching and telling me
(Aoh) foot on the gas
Yeah, run it up! Run it up! Run it up! Run it up!
(Human Noises)
Run it up!, run it up!, run it up!, run it up!
Running-round
Little bitch ain't my shoes! (Nah)
This little bitch ain't in my shoes (Nah)
This little bitch doesn't stomp on my boots
Tighten my laces and give me the pills
Give me the pills (Uh)
Pass me the deals (Uh)
Million-dollar signing
Hoping money cures my feelings (uh)
Counting the kills (Uh)
(I kill for the thrill, yuh.)
(Shit)



Credits
Writer(s): Zach Roy Prior
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