Playboi Carti - Run It Up lyrics

You gotta turn me up some more
Turn the beat up turn the… turn the
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

I'm on the phone with plug
All of these hoes they dumb
All of these niggas they dumb
We shootin' the shit in the club
Trickin' your bitch
Throwin' some cash I'm throwin'
Trickin' your bitch
Puttin' my dick in her tongue
Fuckin' your bitch
Foolin' that bitch and she doin'
All of this kush in my lung
Rockin' that Louis Vuitton
Put my light dreads in a bun
Callin' my plug, I need tons
Fuckin' that bitch for fun
I do this shit for fun
All in the show, know I'm rockin' the show
All of these niggas they lookin' like hoes
Call up the pole 'cause you a lil' ho
Fuckin' your bitch, I kick her out the door
Yeah, hit a lil' bitch with the stick
Hit a lil' bitch with the bag
I don't give a fuck about the bag
I just go lean on the track


Big boss, Rick Ross i just made bond
I shoot like Bond 007 on y'all
Fucked up that bitch fucked up her shit
Fucked up the RAF fucked up the trap

Add it up, add it up (Add it up)
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I need 19 then I run it up
I do not do it, I run it up
Shootin' my shit in the club
Shootin' that shit in the club
Shootin' that shit in the club
Fuckin' the bitch in the club