TyFontaine, SoFaygo - Run It Up lyrics
[TyFontaine, SoFaygo - Run It Up lyrics]
(Welcome to 1st class)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
I don't got no worries, I got cheddar now
Ooh, I just popped an E
I'm feeling better now
Running through these trees, yeah
We cop 'em by the pound
Uh, you ain't get a flip
I can't have your ass around
Yeah, it's up (Uh, uh) yeah, it's up, uh
Yeah, I had to trade that bitch
I don't give no fucks (Give no fucks, yeah)
Yeah, ran up that sack, I got my bucks, okay
(Got my bucks, yeah)
I could teach you how to run it up, okay
(Run it up, yeah)
We gon' send you up uh, bitch, I'm going up
And that's why she wanna fuck
If I call my shooters
You gon' see a lot of blood
See a lot of that
You gon' see a lot of slugs
Fucking on this ho, man, it was what it was
Treat you like some nic', bitch
You only give me buzz
Uh, when I'm rocking Rick
I get all type of love
Said that she in love, she on
All type of drugs, yeah, yeah
I don't got no worries, I got cheddar now
Ooh, I just popped an E
I'm feeling better now
Running through these trees, yeah
We cop 'em by the pound
Uh, you ain't get a flip
I can't have your ass around
Yeah, it's up (Uh, uh) yeah, it's up (Uh)
Yeah, I had to trade that bitch
I don't give no fucks (Give no fucks, yeah)
Yeah, ran up that sack, I got my bucks, okay
(Got my bucks, yeah)
I could teach you how to run it up, okay
(Run it up, yeah)
Tropicana worth two hundred, bezel
Love to stunt it uh, I ain't playing with a
Stain, you want it, i might stun you
Yeah, I just unsealed the good pack
It's like onions shed a tear
Send another 'Wood back and it's busting
Oh, we just ran it up
Fell in love chasing racks
Baby, I'm not the one
I don't want to change your mind
Have your discussions, doing me so fluently
Come enjoy the luxuries, easily
Could change your vibe, like
I don't got no worries, I got cheddar now
Ooh, I just popped an E
I'm feeling better now
Running through these trees, yeah
We cop 'em by the pound
Uh, you ain't get a flip
I can't have your ass around
Yeah, it's up (Up) yeah, it's up
Yeah, I had to trade that bitch
I don't give no fucks (Give no fucks, yeah)
Yeah, ran up that sack, I got my bucks, okay
(Got my bucks, yeah)
I could teach you how to run it up, okay
(Run it up, yeah)
Run it up, yeah, yeah
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
I don't got no worries, I got cheddar now
Ooh, I just popped an E
I'm feeling better now
Running through these trees, yeah
We cop 'em by the pound
Uh, you ain't get a flip
I can't have your ass around
Yeah, it's up (Uh, uh) yeah, it's up, uh
Yeah, I had to trade that bitch
I don't give no fucks (Give no fucks, yeah)
Yeah, ran up that sack, I got my bucks, okay
(Got my bucks, yeah)
I could teach you how to run it up, okay
(Run it up, yeah)
We gon' send you up uh, bitch, I'm going up
And that's why she wanna fuck
If I call my shooters
You gon' see a lot of blood
See a lot of that
You gon' see a lot of slugs
Fucking on this ho, man, it was what it was
Treat you like some nic', bitch
You only give me buzz
Uh, when I'm rocking Rick
I get all type of love
Said that she in love, she on
All type of drugs, yeah, yeah
I don't got no worries, I got cheddar now
Ooh, I just popped an E
I'm feeling better now
Running through these trees, yeah
We cop 'em by the pound
Uh, you ain't get a flip
I can't have your ass around
Yeah, it's up (Uh, uh) yeah, it's up (Uh)
Yeah, I had to trade that bitch
I don't give no fucks (Give no fucks, yeah)
Yeah, ran up that sack, I got my bucks, okay
(Got my bucks, yeah)
I could teach you how to run it up, okay
(Run it up, yeah)
Tropicana worth two hundred, bezel
Love to stunt it uh, I ain't playing with a
Stain, you want it, i might stun you
Yeah, I just unsealed the good pack
It's like onions shed a tear
Send another 'Wood back and it's busting
Oh, we just ran it up
Fell in love chasing racks
Baby, I'm not the one
I don't want to change your mind
Have your discussions, doing me so fluently
Come enjoy the luxuries, easily
Could change your vibe, like
I don't got no worries, I got cheddar now
Ooh, I just popped an E
I'm feeling better now
Running through these trees, yeah
We cop 'em by the pound
Uh, you ain't get a flip
I can't have your ass around
Yeah, it's up (Up) yeah, it's up
Yeah, I had to trade that bitch
I don't give no fucks (Give no fucks, yeah)
Yeah, ran up that sack, I got my bucks, okay
(Got my bucks, yeah)
I could teach you how to run it up, okay
(Run it up, yeah)
Run it up, yeah, yeah