Oncue - Run It Up lyrics
[Oncue - Run It Up lyrics]
Run it up (Run it up)
On my tab, I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck tho)
I'm in my bag yeah, you know what's up
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I swear to god I'm not in love
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
Tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
(Cuey man yeah, turn the mic up)
I see my ex in the flex that's a reflex
Ay, they keep telling me that
I'm gon' be next
Why yo man crush Monday wearing V-necks?
Ay, get your life together you should
Take some time to reflect baby
Find yourself a real one, real one
Ass so fat it crushed my
Ego like damn thing yeah
Sold the Titos with that body imma fam, fam
Ay
Need Illuminati money talking bands, bands
Baby working on it lady you can
Stalk my instagram yeah
I don't care nah, you already know
Feeling good now but had a long week tho
Yeah, you're damn right I turn
This to a freak show
Few drinks deep but every week it go like
Run it up (Run it up)
On my tab, I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck tho)
I'm in my bag yeah, you know what's up
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I swear to god I'm not in love
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
Tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
I think I like you better when you're faded
Cause that's when I believe
The shit you're sayin' oh, let me upgrade it
Yeah, this started from a basement
Hard work, a lil patience
And some ragin' but fuck it girl
I been sayin that you
Yeah I bet you got the good good
Let's do what you want
Back to my hood we should
I should take you home
If I fuck your hair up
I got brushes and some combs
Walkin' and I tear shit up
Like I'm Sean "Puffy" Combs
Said "I'm not tryna trip"
Yeah, I need a distraction I just need a fix
Please believe I'll still hit
With the passion
But then I'm gon' dip like this
Run it up (Run it up)
On my tab, I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck tho)
I'm in my bag yeah, you know what's up
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I swear to god I'm not in love
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
Tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
On my tab, I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck tho)
I'm in my bag yeah, you know what's up
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I swear to god I'm not in love
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
Tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
(Cuey man yeah, turn the mic up)
I see my ex in the flex that's a reflex
Ay, they keep telling me that
I'm gon' be next
Why yo man crush Monday wearing V-necks?
Ay, get your life together you should
Take some time to reflect baby
Find yourself a real one, real one
Ass so fat it crushed my
Ego like damn thing yeah
Sold the Titos with that body imma fam, fam
Ay
Need Illuminati money talking bands, bands
Baby working on it lady you can
Stalk my instagram yeah
I don't care nah, you already know
Feeling good now but had a long week tho
Yeah, you're damn right I turn
This to a freak show
Few drinks deep but every week it go like
Run it up (Run it up)
On my tab, I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck tho)
I'm in my bag yeah, you know what's up
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I swear to god I'm not in love
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
Tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
I think I like you better when you're faded
Cause that's when I believe
The shit you're sayin' oh, let me upgrade it
Yeah, this started from a basement
Hard work, a lil patience
And some ragin' but fuck it girl
I been sayin that you
Yeah I bet you got the good good
Let's do what you want
Back to my hood we should
I should take you home
If I fuck your hair up
I got brushes and some combs
Walkin' and I tear shit up
Like I'm Sean "Puffy" Combs
Said "I'm not tryna trip"
Yeah, I need a distraction I just need a fix
Please believe I'll still hit
With the passion
But then I'm gon' dip like this
Run it up (Run it up)
On my tab, I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck tho)
I'm in my bag yeah, you know what's up
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I swear to god I'm not in love
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you
Tryna get that one on one
I'm just tryna get that one on one with you