hoaxxx & playboi carti - run it up! lyrics
[intro: playboi carti]
you gotta turn me up some more, turn the beat up
turn the—turn the—
(yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
[chorus: hoaxxx & playboi carti]
big boss, rick ross
i just made bond
i shoot like bond
007 on y’all
f+cked up that b+tch
f+cked up her sh+t
f+cked up the raf
f+cked up the trap
[post+chorus: hoaxxx & playboi carti]
add it up, add it up (add it up)
count it up, count it up, count it up
i need 19 then i run it up
i do not do it, i run it up
shootin’ my sh+t in the club
shootin’ that sh+t in the club
shootin’ that sh+t in the club
f+ckin’ the b+tch in the club
[verse 1: playboi carti]
i’m on the phone with plug
all of these hoes they dumb
all of these n+ggas they dumb
we shootin’ the sh+t in the club
trickin’ your b+tch, throwin’ some cash i’m throwin’
trickin’ your b+tch, puttin’ my d+ck in her tongue
f+ckin’ your b+tch, foolin’ that b+tch and she doin’
all of this kush in my lung
rockin’ that louis vuitton
put my light dreads in a bun
callin’ my plug, i need tons
f+ckin’ that b+tch for fun
i do this sh+t for fun
all in the show, know i’m rockin’ the show
all of these n+ggas they lookin’ like hoes
call up the pole ’cause you a lil’ ho
f+ckin’ your b+tch, i kick her out the door
yeah, hit a lil’ b+tch with the stick
hit a lil’ b+tch with the bag
i don’t give a f+ck about the bag
i just go lean on the track
[chorus: hoaxxx & playboi carti]
big boss, rick ross
i just made bond
i shoot like bond
007 on y’all
f+cked up that b+tch
f+cked up her sh+t
f+cked up the raf
f+cked up the trap
[post+chorus: hoaxxx & playboi carti]
add it up, add it up (add it up)
count it up, count it up, count it up
i need 19 then i run it up
i do not do it, i run it up
shootin’ my sh+t in the club
shootin’ that sh+t in the club
shootin’ that sh+t in the club
f+ckin’ the b+tch in the club
[verse 2: hoaxxx]
[?]
[chorus: hoaxxx & playboi carti]
big boss, rick ross
i just made bond
i shoot like bond
007 on y’all
f+cked up that b+tch
f+cked up her sh+t
f+cked up the raf
f+cked up the trap
[post+chorus: hoaxxx & playboi carti]
add it up, add it up (add it up)
count it up, count it up, count it up
i need 19 then i run it up
i do not do it, i run it up
shootin’ my sh+t in the club
shootin’ that sh+t in the club
shootin’ that sh+t in the club
f+ckin’ the b+tch in the club
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