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Running it up
She thick she coming w/ us
Tearing it up
Her man ain't hitting rough
Mixing it up
Think I had too much
Shut yo mouth
I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck, Nall)
This too easy
Take a trip
And now they need me
Cant believe it
Claim they real but I don't see it
What's yo reason
Talking like I care u breathing
I ain't greedy
Just feeding my ppl wit me
My plate empty
I fill it like granny pinches
Diabetic I get cake like I ain't eating
I ain't tripping
Just going where can't visit
From the trenches
I made it like I ain't live it
Lord forgive me
I'm talking like I ain't guilty
Praying my sins forgiven
I takeoff in an Instant
Scary yeah they fidget
Loud but I don't hear em
How you living ?..
I don't think you really in it
I'm D 1, tell the coach
That I'm committed
Don't check the score..
Bitch just know we winning
Money to get, Hmmm
I'ma grab me some, Hmmm
She claim it gripping Hmmm
So ima visit Hmmm
Got my fingers in it
Situation really sticky
How she loyal
She came back w/ Hella hickeys
Out of pocket
Wait until that rocket hit em
Better stop him
That AK will shred a liver
I'm just saying
I ain't gotta deal with niggas
At this point I'm tired
Of rapping with you
Running it up
She thick she coming w/ us
Tearing it up
Her man ain't hitting rough
Mixing it up
Think I had too much
Shut yo mouth
I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck, Nall)
A little shakey baby
She claiming that she can't take it
Man this product potent
I'm talking this dick I'm slanging
I ain't talking flags
When I say U know I'm banging
Told her bring a friend..
Why she think I'm playing
She on the way
Just didn't wanna say it
Move to my own drum
1 hell of a cadence
Broke shit,..the sound of my haters
Lack of the money they making
Sadden they frowning the faces
Got em all up in a frenzy
Filling they heart of the envy
Chill! I'm holding a semi
Chill! The cartridge hold plenty
Chill! Im ready to get it
Aiming whoever that's with you
Careless I handle the issue
Careless They coming against you
Careless No mask when I do it
Call it dumb, I'm going stupid
Lord I'm spazzing see me thru it
I just wanna make the music
Have a stripper shake her booty
Get some M's 2 stash away
The pain that made me, stay awake
So I can show the world I'm great
Change up where my daughter lay
Have something to celebrate
Cause death is always on the way
And I got hits to drop today
Running it up
She thick she coming w/ us
Tearing it up
Her man ain't hitting rough
Mixing it up
Think I had too much
Shut yo mouth
I don't give a fuck
(I don't give a fuck, Nall)
