Run it up lyrics

[Verse 1: xaviersobased]
Walk up in this b*tch, I got the hoes on me
And you know, b*tch, yeah, I got that pole on me
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch, you know me, I got it on me
And you know, n*gga, yeah, b*tch, I keep it on me
Uh, uh, uhhhhh
Gonna kill you, and your homie, yeah, that's two hobbies
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch, time to catch a body
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch, yeah, I'll pull up on anybody
Uhhh, uhhh, uhhhhh
Freestyling in this sh*t, b*tch, I don't give a f*ck
Walk up in this b*tch, but you know I keep the semi tight
And you know me, I don't give a f*ck, but you know I'm up, uh
Yeah, I'll up it in your face, hoe
Told that b*tch to give me face though
I don't give a f*ck pass [?] the b*tch, [?] dog

[Bridge: xaviersobased]
Oh, this b*tch [?], yeah, I'm with my enemy close
Ay, ay, coolin' with the bros
Hell yeah, you can hang, n*gga, can you, bro?
I don't give a f*ck b*tch, n*gga, can you, bro?

[Chorus: xaviersobased]
I'ma run it up with my f*cking team
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch, this chopper got a rеd beam
I'ma run it— I'ma run it up with my f*cking team
I'ma run it— I'ma run it up with my f*cking team
I'ma run it— I'ma run it— I'ma run it— I'ma run it—
I'ma run it— I'ma run it— I'ma run it— I'ma run it—
I'ma run it— run it up with my f*cking tеam
I don—
[Verse 2: tenkay]
Who the f*ck is you, bro? I don't got a clue, bro
I got bands— bands in my pants, pockets full, hoe
It's a summertime, baby, so it's time to act a fool, hoe
Yeah, I'm hot, but my body chilly, rockin' all my jewels, hoe
Yeah, it's cool though, yeah, it's cool though
Remember all that sh*t that you did, but it's cool though
Me and Xav, man, pull up, then we pull up in that two door
The hoes tryna come with, but we ain't got no room though
f*ck it— f*ck it, baby, let me show you to my room though
Whisper in your ear, and tell you anything but the truth, hoe

[Verse 3: tenkay]
Latina b*tch, let me stick it in her culo
In the morning hit the booth, then I'm acting brand new, hoe
Like who the f*ck is you, hoe? I'm a dog just like Cujo
Make you wear your man's dance, when that chopper bust a move, hoe
And I feel like SpaceGhost, hot n*gga, "Ben fuego"
But I ain't SpaceGhost, b*tch, no, I can't go broke
Not even a diss though, yeah, you know he the goat
Bro Xav tote the pistol, and he gon' let the heater blow
Keep it on me too, just so I ain't feeling lonely
And I got it by my lonely, you cannot "Lil' bro" me
Got a stack, lil' n*gga, better show me
I got ten b*tches, even in that name, that you know me
Too many n*ggas switch up on their word, they be phony
That's why when you tell me something, I don't care 'till you show me
Man, I would've f*cked your b*tch, but I know that pus*y funky
At the ass, and this chopper milk you, like a donkey
Mama told me go to school, but that sh*t wasn't for me
[Verse 4: tenkay]
Instead I got my bands up to break bread with my homies
b*tch I'm a demon, whole life been unholy
My eyes turning red like the wood when it's smoky
Oh, you hate me? That's okay, cause I hate you
Tryna smoke me? That's gon' f*ck you up bad like some K2