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run it up (remix) - yung tory lyrics

[hook: yung tory]
these n-ggas my sons and i’m yo’ father
she get lit when i play that water
i’m in the vip with yo’ baby momma
i take her to the crib, you took her to benihana
i ain’t never bought a hoe mcdonald’s
i was trappin’ out my momma’s honda

[verse 1: yung tory]
i don’t know why these n-ggas talkin’
like i don’t be with n-ggas that want lot from ’em
leave ’em in the creek like its dawson
b-tch i’m saucin’ baby i’m saucin’
so you should let me hit it ya
i came through with a jimmy, never hit it raw
she gave her number but i didn’t call
she want a n-gga lit i got alcohol
ay girl if you ain’t tryna turn up, please don’t get involved
shawty she a freak she gon take it off
yeah take it off, holding when i’m playin’ golf
these n-ggas mad hatin’ on me shake ’em off
i just play my part
girl you know i’mma f-ck it all
young n-gga i’mma run it up
i don’t got no friends so who can i trust

[verse 2: lil durk]
don’t take her to no crib, take her to hotels
i might buy her 1s, you buy that hoe chanel
i might buy her food you gon’ do that hoe nails
k!llas all around me, none of my n-ggas gon’ tell
put that on my son
ay, i’mma keep my gun
ay, b-tch i’m not the one
ay, shootouts do not want one
b-tch yo’ dream on, b-tch this is just a theme song
b-tch i am yo’ ringtone, 14 for these jeans hoe
i got my ap on, loubs get my bleed on
finessin’ til the weed gone
i got my d-ck eaten on
yea, yeah yeah
get some head inside the car
hey, told that b-tch that i’m a star
sh-t, and that goes all on mars
she, f-ck with percs, don’t f-ck with bars yeah
yeah yeah

[outro: yung tory]
yeah i’mma run it up
i don’t got no friends so who can i trust
i was trappin’ out my momma’s honda
young n-gga i’mma run it up
i was trappin’ out my momma’s honda
yeah yeah
yeah i’m yo’ father
i was trappin’ out my momma’s honda
run it up, run it up, run it up yeah

- yung tory lyrics

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