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run it up - jay flame (rapper) lyrics

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[intro]
aye!
aye!
this my new sh-t
flame sh-t

[pre-hook]
run it up, run it up, run it up (yea)
lately i just wanna run it up (yea)
all ya n-ggas lookin dumb as f-ck (yea)
hatin on me while i run it up (yea)

[hook 2x]
young n-gga run it up
hot like the summa up
yo b-tch a thot, wanna f-ck wit us (aye!)
told her to pull right up, i do not give a f-ck
you got one life, gotta live it up (aye!)
i know ya man, yea that n-gga a hater
he mad cuz we out here, gettin this paper
get out ya feelins and get in ya bag
n-gga u lackin, go get you some cash!

[bridge + pre-hook]
go get you some cash (go get you some cash)
why the f-ck is you mad? (why the f-ck is you mad?)
go get you some cash (go get you some cash)
why the f-ck is you mad?

run it up, run it up, run it up (yea)
lately i just wanna run it up (yea)
all ya n-ggas lookin dumb as f-ck (yea)
hatin on me while i run it up (yea)

[verse 1]
i just might flip me a pie like its pizza
young papa john, and you n-ggas lil caeser
basically meaning we ain’t cut the same
n-ggas is goofy, you n-ggas is lame
i cannot chill wit no snakes or no leeches
i’d rather see all ya hate from the bleachers
came up from nothin, i made my own lane
branded my bands and i bought me a chain
nothin but vvs stones in my necklace
reason why b-tches been actin so reckless
i got a couple of thots on my hitlist
i ask my b-tch for a threesome for christmas
she said, “you got it lil n-gga, you paid”
don’t wanna see that lil b-tch run away
no, i ain’t stupid. ain’t runnin no game
call up my n-ggas, they runnin a train
this is the life that you live when you poppin
i get her mad then i take that b-tch shoppin
fashion nova, she ain rockin no robins
louie vuitton, she like right on the bottom
i like a b-tch that could match wit my fly
hit up the strip, we throw 1’s in the sky
i said “i love you,” i’m sorry, i lied
only got love for my blood and allah!

[hook 2x]
young n-gga run it up
hot like the summa up
yo b-tch a thot, wanna f-ck wit us (aye!)
told her to pull right up, i do not give a f-ck
you got one life, gotta live it up (aye!)
i know ya man, yea that n-gga a hater
he mad cuz we out here, gettin this paper
get out ya feelins and get in ya bag
n-gga u lackin, go get you some cash!

[bridge]
go get you some cash (go get you some cash)
why the f-ck is you mad? (why the f-ck is you mad?)
go get you some cash (go get you some cash)
why the f-ck is you mad?

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