Run it up
Look at me now I'm a 100 up
Look how I run all them numbers up
We clocking math better sum it up
These bitch's say they like non of us
Man these ho's gotta like one of us
Oh there they go they in front of us
We bout to jump on the furniture
Man we ain't worried bout shit
We get to the bag (Get to the bag)
We don't just get that shit
We get to it fast (Get to it fast)
Remember when I was a young'n
And I use to skip through the class
(Skip through the class)
Grandma looking at me like
Boy I'm bout to get yo ass
(Boy I'm bout to get yo ass)
Yeah
Plain Jane with a pearl face
That's a Rollie nigga
Go hard 24/8 we calling that Kobe nigga
Lot of niggas talking that tough shit
Gotta show me nigga
Why you all in my face
Damn do I know you nigga
Know I'm the shit with the fashion
Kill it like Marilyn Manson
Man that nigga was just in the projects
How he get in the mansion
You only as quick as your last race
That's why these niggas a fast place
Look at my watch it's a glass face
Aye y'all so foreign
But you say you don't smoke no weed
Yall so boring
Aye
You think you could f*ck with me
But yall not not know
Aye
Let the nigga try me shit
I got something for him
Run it up
Look at me now I'm a 100 up
Look how I run all them numbers up
We clocking math better sum it up
These bitch's say they like non of us
Man these ho's gotta like one of us
Oh there they go they in front of us
We bout to jump on the furniture
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Run it up
Look at me now I'm a 100 up
Look how I run all them numbers up
We clocking math better sum it up
These bitch's say they like non of us
Man these ho's gotta like one of us
Oh there they go they in front of us
We bout to jump on the furniture
Man we ain't worried bout shit
We get to the bag (Get to the bag)
We don't just get that shit
We get to it fast (Get to it fast)
Remember when I was a young'n
And I use to skip through the class
(Skip through the class)
Grandma looking at me like
Boy I'm bout to get yo ass
(Boy I'm bout to get yo ass)
Yeah
Plain Jane with a pearl face
That's a Rollie nigga
Go hard 24/8 we calling that Kobe nigga
Lot of niggas talking that tough shit
Gotta show me nigga
Why you all in my face
Damn do I know you nigga
Know I'm the shit with the fashion
Kill it like Marilyn Manson
Man that nigga was just in the projects
How he get in the mansion
You only as quick as your last race
That's why these niggas a fast place
Look at my watch it's a glass face
Aye y'all so foreign
But you say you don't smoke no weed
Yall so boring
Aye
You think you could f*ck with me
But yall not not know
Aye
Let the nigga try me shit
I got something for him
Run it up
Look at me now I'm a 100 up
Look how I run all them numbers up
We clocking math better sum it up
These bitch's say they like non of us
Man these ho's gotta like one of us
Oh there they go they in front of us
We bout to jump on the furniture
Look at me now I'm a 100 up
Look how I run all them numbers up
We clocking math better sum it up
These bitch's say they like non of us
Man these ho's gotta like one of us
Oh there they go they in front of us
We bout to jump on the furniture
Man we ain't worried bout shit
We get to the bag (Get to the bag)
We don't just get that shit
We get to it fast (Get to it fast)
Remember when I was a young'n
And I use to skip through the class
(Skip through the class)
Grandma looking at me like
Boy I'm bout to get yo ass
(Boy I'm bout to get yo ass)
Yeah
Plain Jane with a pearl face
That's a Rollie nigga
Go hard 24/8 we calling that Kobe nigga
Lot of niggas talking that tough shit
Gotta show me nigga
Why you all in my face
Damn do I know you nigga
Know I'm the shit with the fashion
Kill it like Marilyn Manson
Man that nigga was just in the projects
How he get in the mansion
You only as quick as your last race
That's why these niggas a fast place
Look at my watch it's a glass face
Aye y'all so foreign
But you say you don't smoke no weed
Yall so boring
Aye
You think you could f*ck with me
But yall not not know
Aye
Let the nigga try me shit
I got something for him
Run it up
Look at me now I'm a 100 up
Look how I run all them numbers up
We clocking math better sum it up
These bitch's say they like non of us
Man these ho's gotta like one of us
Oh there they go they in front of us
We bout to jump on the furniture
Writer: jermaine carter
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