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runITup
1.357
Hip-Hop/Rap
runITup wurde am 15. September 2022 von Duetti als Teil des Albums runITup - Single veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum15. September 2022
LabelDuetti
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Your Stepdad
Your Stepdad
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory Bozzeli
Gregory Bozzeli
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Olly
Olly
Producer

Songtexte

Gang (Brrt), ayy (Brrt, shit)
Remarkable (Shit), mm, remarkable (Brrt)
Gang, ayy (Brrt, boom, boom, boom, blaow)
(Hey Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Ayy, damn
Got weed on my homie, I cop off of homie
I'm rolling— (Uh, ayy, damn)
Mm, yep (Huh?), ayy, ayy (Shit, shit, damn)
Remarkable bitches, I need 'em right on me
Got weed on my homie, I cop off of Joey (Oh)
Flaking on bitches, I'm moving like Tony (Blaow)
I still got a scar on my heart, on my granny (Blaow)
Yes, I'ma rap everyday, I want Grammy's (Shit)
I got a ten outta ten with no panties on me and I'm asking my homies for help (Shit, boom-boom-boom)
Somebody help me, I'm still growing up
I'm getting high off of life, fuck a cup (Cup)
Learning my lessons when I'm fucking up (Fuck)
Bullet in your head if you running up (Fuck)
Cycles of sadness been washing me over (Blaow, blaow, shit)
I'm never complaining, I still run it up (Damn)
Too many roaches, I built me a colony (Damn)
Roll me another, I still run it up (Yeah, blaow)
Mixing the dope and the nicotine stick every morning (Yeah), it's crazy I still run it up (Gang, ayy)
Pay for a date when I know I'm gon' fuck her (Still run it up)
Rush hour traffic, she throwing the sucker (Bleh, bleh)
Just wait 'til we pull over, I'm finna thump her (Thump)
I don't know her name and I don't know her number (Nope)
I'm sending a couple of pics to my brother (Blaow)
To see if he knew her when **** was younger (Huh)
Honestly, I never cared, I don't lover
Honestly, I never cared for a lover (Shit)
Shit, remarkable bitches, I need 'em right on me
Got weed on my homie, I cop off of Joey (Oh)
Flaking on bitches, I'm moving like Tony (Oh)
I still got a scar on my heart, on my granny (Woo)
Yes, I'ma rap everyday, I want Grammy's (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
I got me a— (Uh, damn, shit)
I got a ten outta ten with no panties on me and I'm asking my homies for help (Help)
Somebody help me, I'm still growing up
I'm getting high off of life, fuck a cup (Shit)
Learning my lessons when I'm fucking up (Shit)
Bullet in your head if you running up (Bah)
Cycles of sadness been washing me over
I'm never complaining, I still run it up
Too many roaches, I built me a colony
I roll— (Uh, damn, ayy)
Too many— (Uh, ayy, ayy)
Too many— (Uh, yeah)
Cycles of sadness been washing me over (Sad)
I'm never complaining, I still run it up (Blaah)
Too many roaches, I built me a colony (Blaah)
Roll me another, I still run it up (Uh-uh-uh)
Mixing the dope and the nicotine stick every morning, I still run it up (Grrah)
Shit, gang, somebody help me, I'm still growing up (Grrah)
I'm getting high off of life, fuck a cup
Learning my lessons when I'm fucking up (Grrah)
Bullet in your head if you running up, gang, gang (Brrt)
Remarkable bitches, I need 'em right on me (Shit)
Got weed on my homie, I cop off of homie (Shit)
Flaking on bitches, I'm moving like Tony
I still got a scar on my heart, on my granny (Grrt, grrt, damn)
Yes, I'ma— (Uh, gang, ayy)
Yes, I'ma— (Uh, gang, shit)
I got a ten outta ten with no panties on me and I'm texting my homies for help (Blatt, blatt, shit, help)
Ayy, ayy, gang (Help, help, grrah, help, help)
Ayy, ayy, gang (Help, grrah, help, help)
Written by: Gregory Bozzeli
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