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[Intro]
Aye — run it up, run it up, run it up
[Verse: Deante' Hitchcock]
Okay, fore a nigga try in this bitch
I'm a cold-ass nigga with the fire in this bitch
Nigga get too live — he gon' die in this bitch
Nigga think he slang iron, we gon' put him on a T-shirt — iron that shit, no kizzy
With a city girl, but I don't know Diddy
Oh, that's your hoe? My bad boy, it's no Biggie
Ain't goin' out sad for somebody else kitty
Bitches tryna pur-fecto — bless your heart
Name echo from Gresham to Echo Park
Gang be like, "Tae, don't start," so I won't
"Tae, you be lovin' these hoes." No I don't
"Tae, you be trippin' sometimes." Yeah, I do
"Tae, do you know that you blessed?" Like achoo
I ain't the nigga that you gotta lie to — man, I'm just like you
And the whip like—
[Chorus]
Brand new, brand new, brand new — ooh, it don't need no lift
A Pink one — only time we gon' slip, me PTO for my ego trips
They tryna steal the flav — had to take that bike on my Debo shit
Prayin' all my negros get a whole lot more zeros, then we all benefit
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (ooh)
F*** it up, f*** it up, f*** it up, f*** it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Hatin' niggas out here doin' the most, still ain't done enough
[Verse: Bigg Cup]
Woke up — whole foot on the gas
A hand in my pot means a foot in your ass
Whole lotta f*** shit in my bag
Connected and respected — no smut on my tag
Big backwood smoke when I drag
A hundred thousand dollars ain't shit for a stash
160 — ain't shit for a dash
Pussy-ass niggas done made me mad
Brand new whip and pad
Really goin' up — why she wanna act bad?
Pull up on your bitch — no sag
Drop down on the dick — no gag
Pretty brown-skin thing on my line, Stace Dash
But she can't come to my pad
She think she all that, baby girl, you're all ass