Run It Up

POUYA · Drop Out Of School 2017 · Track 07 of 10

[Fat Nick:] Syrup inside of me hitting Prada my step when I'm tipping Knots in my pockets I'm limping [?] Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up

Syrup inside of me hitting Prada my step when I'm tipping Knots in my pockets I'm limping [?] Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up

[Pouya:] Looking at me like I'm some crazy wack ass rapper You can't even keep up 9-11 with the heats up Broke boy better ease up Come through, I'll show you how to get your cheese up Now I got my feats up, Now I got my feet up [?] Crumby ass hoe, you a piece of the pie Only fuck with the whole thing No half-ass hoes under my wing Just real-ass women that hold me down Maybe back in the day, but you can't fool me now Underground Underdog run it up, flip it up, pile it up

I just popped some pills, these Vicodins we fucked it up 223 extended aiming out the Hummer trucks If he acting up gon' grab a dick and let it bust I ain't ever need a bitch, come over, catch a nut Lexus skrrt, got a 40 on me Fendi top, we dropping bodies Percs and molly, eyes glossy Diamonds dancing, that be the hobby I just wanna smoke on this boof [?] Rick Owens I step, be the truth [?]

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