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run it up - king trapboy lyrics

[hook]
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (yuh)
pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up

[verse 1]
run it up b*tch, grab my stick
pull up a target, hitting a l!ck
i swear to god, my homie quick
speed at the light, taking a hit
run up on him, taking his sh*t
grab my bag, the money don’t fit
grab my mac, sending some shots
hitting some opps, cause i don’t miss
tryna finesse me, b*tch do not test me
that kinda sh*t is making me p*ssed
you and your homies are making me sick
don’t try me, i got some tricks
tryna diss me, you know i spit
i got a story you better sit
taking me down, look all around
i got shooters, better sit down

[interlude]
don’t you try me, money’s what i see
don’t you try me, my chain icy
[verse 2]
icy like my heart, i see you got the bread
tryna buy some hookers? h*ll nah, i’m tryna get some head
don’t you got a girl? oh yеah, she’s already in bed (d*mn)
that ain’t on mе (yuh) i got a girl, loyalty and love
it’s all a big swirl, she my ride or die, she’ll be the one to bail me out
used to be king g, wait a good time to start some sh*t
but i guess i’ll see you around (p*ssy!)

[hook]
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (yuh)
pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up

[verse 3]
piping it up, you know what’s up
gun keep tucked, your bro sus
what you tryna do? run it up?
well i think it’s time you get your money up (alright)
run it right back, counting the racks
see new ‘gatti and i want it like that
livin’ my life, livin’ with style
rappin’ so good, like i’m in 8*mile
workin’ hard for this sh*t, hope i don’t miss
don’t really care if you got a diss
i’m just happy ma money is up
we better be chill before i blow up
my homie takin’ yo bae
and they f*ck at the bay
you talkin’ that sh*t? what the f*ck did you say?
tryna pull up, i got the ak
say we alike, but we ain’t the same
everybody’s crazy cause my dawgs ain’t tamed
suffering sh*t cause i got framed
i swear to god that this b*tch is so cray (crazy)
[hook]
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (yuh)
pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up, pop it up

- king trapboy lyrics

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