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ytberetta - runupthebands lyrics

run up the bands
did it again
hop in the lamb
new coupe with no roof
push start the whip
d-mn she suck d-ck
lil bih on my hip
traveling states
buying estates
private jet
onto the next
can’t keep her too long
need a new b-tch
ice on my wrist
pushin these keys
i needa cool out
ice in my mouth
but b-tch it’s crunch time
you see the clips
nah it ain’t run time
we get to the gwuap
we stack up the breesh
thumbin thru cheese
this ya big homie?
well he on his knees
why he saying please
this n-gga fugazzi
we get the bread daily
these haters don’t faze me

don’t faze me (6x)

uh n-gga want the cadi cause i gotta stunt like my daddy
but i do tricks like
mat hoffman
n-gga talk sh-t put em inna coffin
made tht girl get on her knees she
say i don’t do this often
what ?
n-gga hop out wit the gun they like
ou you betta run
yea got them big guns that make
a n-gga run like athlete
yea like a track meet
and yo girl giving head
yea inna
backseat
i get that money under the table
so you cannot tax me
yea
and all my n-ggas talking bout they bs
but you know we really be some gs
cause we walk around wit
a whole lot of cheese
yea we like our cheese
but we not no rats
hitting n-ggas wit baseball bats
like we play for the mets
and n-ggas don’t want no
smoke cause we out here like some
vets
and a n-gga well say he yo n-gga
until a b-tch giving up that cat
and n-ggas always tb they tote
sh-t but you neva see em wit a gat
and that’s fact
out here feeling like i’m tony
n-ggas really ain’t yo homie
and i swear to god all these b-tches
blow me
excuse my french
but i could never ever
kiss a b-tch in lips
cause all these hoes be running
script
yea they’ll really put you through some sh-t
and yea i gotta get these chips yea then blue chips
and yea i gotta keep the same grip
and i swear all my n-ggas be some bloods
but we really cripping wit all dem
ones
all dem hunndis n-ggas get yo funds
get yo funds
n-ggas get yo funds
cause you cannot roll
wit us
yea we inna hummer trucks
yea and you know we got them
hunnid drums
yea for a hunnid dummy’s
some like a tommy a gun
and aim it at yo bun
and no n-gga we are not
playin no this sh-t not for fun
i don’t make sh-t up
i’m not the one
yea she in my face cause
i keep a lotta ones

run up the band
did it again
i am the man
i am the man

run up the bands
did it again
did it again
did it again

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