Listen to Run It Up (feat. YBN Nahmir, G Herbo & Blac Youngsta) by DDG

Run It Up (feat. YBN Nahmir, G Herbo & Blac Youngsta)

DDG

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DDG
DDG
Vocals
YBN Nahmir
YBN Nahmir
Vocals
G Herbo
G Herbo
Vocals
Blac Youngsta
Blac Youngsta
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darryl Granberry, Jr.
Darryl Granberry, Jr.
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Songwriter
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Songwriter
Justin George Sharpe
Justin George Sharpe
Songwriter
Nicholas Simmons
Nicholas Simmons
Songwriter
Samuel Benson
Samuel Benson
Songwriter
Tyshane Thompson
Tyshane Thompson
Songwriter
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Kevin 'KD' Davis
Kevin 'KD' Davis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up(Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Shawty gon' (Uh) fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) You cannot tell her shit, she just tryna get rich (Yeah) In the club too thick (Bitch) Everybody wanna hit (Yeah) She would not let 'em hit though These niggas broke and she know She phone me on the low (Low) DDG finna blow, yeah Throw that ass so quick (Hit) She my number one pick (Yeah) Baby girl too lit (Yeah) But these niggas ain't shit Shawty cute just face it, eyeballing no Lasik Open up let me taste it, I ain't tryna be basic She ain't really with the games No play for the lames Smart girl got brains And she ballin', no James Shawty bad (Yeah) She got a whole lotta ass (Yeah) In her bag (yeah), shawty finessin' the cash (Yeah, yeah) Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up(Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Shawty gon' (Uh) fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh, ayy), run it up (Uh) I say: girl, what you finna do? (Ayy), for that cash Girl you better drop it low, too quick, move it fast I might push up in that Porsche And you know I do the dash Had to go flood out my wrist And you know it cost a bag (Ayy, ayy) Say they like the way my neck shine, bitch I'm too lit Know they wanna be a part of this 'Cause nigga, we the shit Is you stupid? You ain't hoppin' in my car without a stick Chopper bullets hit they body if we catch 'em on that fifth (Ayy) Bankrolls after bankrolls after bankrolls (Ayy) It got 'em changing just like how these niggas change clothes And you can catch me up in places where they can't go Turn that 'K on, I'm still up in the trenches with my chains on Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up(Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Shawty gon' (Uh) fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) She gon' run to the bag and stack it up fast Young perp', I spend it on drip (Run it up) She don't wanna gimme no head So I called her up a cab, hoe this your Lyft (Run it up) I'ma have to take these niggas to court They done auto theft my drift (Run it up) E'time I go to the shake joint, e'body know I'ma leave a lil' tip She smart and thick, she classified On baker's script, her ass is out She showed a nigga love in a Benz She sucked the pigs to pass it out This my bitch, when she whine and trip I give her a pacifier And I grip, when she ride my stick, I fuck her lashes out Two of my homeboys tryna go to war Gotta make 'em hash it out First thing I was taught when I was growing up Don't keep a stash in the house Turn a hood bitch 'to a princess Teach a hood bitch how to invest I come from the bottom where I'm from Boy I'm a legend like I'm Denzel Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up(Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Shawty gon' (Uh) fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh, uh), run it up (Uh, uh), run it up (Uh) Ayy, come here Run it up (Run it up), fuck it up (Ugh) C'mon, let a rich nigga fuck or some' (Ugh) Gon' take the dick, what you runnin' from? Bitch I'm lit, come and see your first hunnid bucks Aw yeah, you think you come look at some'? Bitch you must think I'm a duck or some' (Ugh) Gon' let through, I fuck or some' (Ugh) Let my DJ get sucked or some' Wanna hang around with the gang-gang (Ugh) Lemme get a three-way if you one of us You already know CJ if you one of us Swervo on replay if you one of us (Swerve) I already know you come to fuck (Boy) I ain't e'en tryna talk, get up on the bus I ain't e'en tryna talk on one of us (Ugh) Rollie, buss buss (Huh), AP, buss buss And you niggas sus You takin' Ls Russ, we bangin' Ls, us (Us) E'yday I wake up blazed, Just (Just, wake up blazed, yah) E'yday you fuck niggas still amaze us Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up(Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Shawty gon' (Uh) fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) Fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh), fuck it up (Uh) She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low She gon' shake it fast (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) She gon' drop it low Lil' baby gon' (Uh) run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh), run it up (Uh)
Writer(s): Herbert Randall Wright, Nick Simmons, Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Nicholas Mira, Justin George Sharpe, Samuel Benson, Darryl Dwayne Cranberry Jr., Tyshane Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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