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Run it up Yeah Run it up Yeah Run it up Yeah Reppin, whole team flexin Thirty bottles to the section It's about to get reckless Neckless, stacked up like Tetris Keep the patec protected Presidential never won a election Rockin, Rollin, Zeplin Dance moves still got my weapon When i slide it's electric Pressure, she a freak under pressure Sex drive get messy On god she blessed me Never let em get too close Oh The wrong move a turn you to a ghost Oh Go time if they want the smoke Oh You are now rockin with the GOAT Oh Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Cant let em get too close Oh My young boys a turn you to a ghost Oh Go time and I want the smoke Oh Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Tipsy, no my cup is never empty The Louis Thirteen hit me Nine shots, I took it like fifty No kizzy, whole city movin with me Middle finger that's a Fendi Catch a opp sneak dissin on me They can eat a glizzy Penthouse party got it flooded in the lobby Yea I'm cocky shake em' off of my body Heard em' plottin, kopy kopy If they wanna get dodgy Drop the addy well find em' Never let em get too close Oh The wrong move a turn you to a ghost Oh Go time if they want the smoke Oh You are now rockin with the GOAT Oh Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Run it up, Run it up, Run it up Cant let em get too close Oh My young boys a turn you to a ghost Oh Go time and I want the smoke Oh Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Writer(s): Nathaniel Peterson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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