lil cuda - run it up lyrics
[chorus: lil cuda]
aye, aye, aye
lil cuda yeah i got automatic (‘matic)
he talking sh-t let em have it (bah)
f-ck with my gang you want static (static)
yo girl just left you aw that’s tragic (so sad)
hop in the 4 with a bad b-tch (she bad)
flow so sick but you can’t catch it (vroom)
run up these checks never lackin’ (never)
all of these b-tches they savage
i pull up with my gang
milly rock on my chain (bling)
run it back
not the same
disappear
david blaine (pick up the phone)
this is too easy b-tch
i ain’t even trying (nah)
she coming around i swear that she lying
yo man is a hoe why he up in there crying
y’all is some zebras my gang be the lions
[verse 1: lil cuda]
gotta bad b-tch she gave me some top
i gave her the d-ck then she gonna flop
i don’t f-ck with opps f-ck all the cops
running a fade b-tch no i do not
f-ck with a strap i’m keepin’ a blade
acting all sunny but y’all throwing shade
up in the bay yeah that’s where i stay
i’ll make him dance like he in ballet
dna gotta rap fast (woah)
adhd in my backpack (woah)
out here grinding while y’all sit back (woah)
like a mic b-tch don’t need feedback (woah)
grab the bullets along with the gas masks (aye)
they ain’t ready for this watch the aftermath (ouu)
don’t get even call it pay back (aye)
just watch me i’ll get the last laugh
[verse 2: short cruz and -lil cuda- and –random girl–]
i pull up to yo’ momma house (yuh)
she call me her f-ckin’ daddy (yuh, –daddy–)
i saw that baddies -ss (yuh)
that sh-t was a fatty (yuh, –giggles–)
i pull up to your house (yuh)
i shoot at you madly (yuh, -brrrr bah-)
your mom is at your funeral, she lookin’ at your body
but i don’t give a f-ck about your life (yuh)
i will stab you with this muh’ f-ckin’ knife (yuh)
yo’ girl is so f-ckin’ trife (huh)
yeah i don’t want her that’s not my type (-no!-)
yo’ girl saw me she said she was hyped (yuh)
yo’ girl f-cked me yeah i piped (yuh)
i heard you was talkin’ you about to get sniped (yuh)
yeah b-tch you bout to muh’ f-ckin die (yuh)
i can’t wait to see your family cry (yuh, yuh)
but i won’t get caught ‘cause b-tch i get by (yuh, yuh)
you couldn’t even tell your family “bye” ( haha, yeah)
people call me a f-ckin’ “bad guy” (yuh)
but i turn around and slap you
your whole gang bout to get clapped too
i said this is not a joke and you didn’t listen (yuh, yuh)
now how can u talk when your friends gone missing (yuh, yuh, haha)
yeah how it feel that you won’t be dissin’ (yuh, yuh, okay)
and what about that girl that you be kissin’ (okay)
yeah she ended up dippin’ (–oh no–)
[chorus: lil cuda]
aye, aye, aye
lil cuda yeah i got automatic (‘matic)
he talking sh-t let em have it (bah)
f-ck with my gang you want static (static)
yo girl just left you aw that’s tragic (so sad)
hop in the 4 with a bad b-tch (she bad)
flow so sick but you can’t catch it (vroom)
run up these checks never lackin’ (never)
all of these b-tches they savage
i pull up with my gang
milly rock on my chain
run it back
not the same
disappear
david blaine
this is too easy b-tch
i ain’t even trying
she coming around i swear that she lying
yo man is a hoe why he up in there crying
y’all is some zebras my gang be the lions
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