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Run Up a Check (feat. Tee)
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AbreeThatFee
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I made the block hot Cause the summer's mine Lil weezy ana its reppin time Put the pride aside Got the heart of a lion Thinking Suicide Man feel like dying They stuck up I gotta open mind If you questioning Then know that I am That lil fee that you heard about Doing my thang my nigga That's word to mouth I don't know nothing you heard about Bre killing the rumors I'm drawing the curtains now I'm speaking that real I'm bringing the foneys out Counting me out I'm showing you who to doubt Yea I'm showing who to doubt Some do it for clout I took another route Thats right It's time I show em how He like fucking with me with the rubber off Got the keys to the streets When we pillow talk I'm a beast in the sheets let my pussy talk They be sneaking and geeking Niggas like to stalk I be chilling dawg but lil bree the target I aint tryna have kids Nah he tryna bargain He done knocked my walls lose think he tryna barge in Got the waves on swim He be El DeBarge in Whoa Run up a check Go and get the commas I'm getting dressed Yea I'm in designer Yea I'm destined Ain't no testing Bitch I'm flexin No lesson You know what's next I'm saying whoa Run up a check Go and get the commas I'm getting dressed Yea I'm in designer Yea I'm destined Ain't no testing Bitch I'm flexin No lesson You know what's next I'm saying whoa Sometimes I feel like fuck it dawg Sometimes I feel like fuck it all These niggas soft like applesauce They too confused They criss cross Give me the bill then I'm paying my cost If you in my past Then I'm cutting my loss Watch how you talk to me I am the boss If they claim my spot Then they speaking false I'm talking bout money I'm talking bout vaults They stealing my energy Got plenty volts Gotta honey buns in my back pocket Tummy on fat Andy Milonakis Ball in Houston Takeoff with rockets I been the plug I don't need a socket I'm shocking these niggas I shook up the game Got em leaving his hoe Cause that bitch a lame I been so damn humble Boy it is a shame Bitch don't you mumble when speaking my name Hoe They say my lyrics too much for radio I'm Going hard than some niggas flow Rep FGM cause of Plat and Flow Don't play with my fam or we on go Stay lowkey like John Doe Yea stay lowkey like John Doe Stay with the nine like Rondo I make the rules head honcho Make it rain on em Need a poncho You can keep the fame Put me in the game I want the top spot Talking condos So I'm a run it up Talking pronto Whoa Run up a check Go and get the commas I'm getting dressed Yea I'm in designer Yea I'm destined Ain't no testing Bitch I'm flexin No lesson You know what's next I'm saying whoa Run up a check Go and get the commas I'm getting dressed Yea I'm in designer Yea I'm destined Ain't no testing Bitch I'm flexin No lesson You know what's next I'm saying whoa
Writer(s): Abreethatfee, Abrielle Givens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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