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ynw melly - runnin up lyrics
[intro: t$c jroc]
gotta get money
we gotta get money n_gga
them young n_ggas runnin’ up
[chorus: t$c jroc & ynw sakchaser]
young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
run it up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up
run it up
young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way, them young n_ggas runnin’ up
[verse 1: t$c jroc]
i do this to finesse outta poverty
i had to get outta povery
i learned the gang from my brother
don’t make me turn super sonic
one day i’ma turn up and onyx
givenchy, stay totin’ on the designer
i get it, and b_tch i’m k!lling it
them b_tches know i’m with the sh_t
i touch on the pack, then get ghost
super slop b_tch, call me dee smoke
i’m the man in the mist
i f_ck around and got the cali connect
we hop out the tower, we aim at your neck
i don’t play no games, boy i die by respect
smith & wesson, better bust out the scene
we chop off your leg if you come in between
me and my money, please don’t be no dummy
we hang out the window, we blue face a hunnid
must a chimpanzee and some with the toolie
i bust at your head, you n_ggas is foolish
you n_ggas is foolish, my n_ggas is realer, them n_ggas is flippin’
i don’t play no games with that trigger
but b_tch i will bust at it bigger
sneakin’, and geekin’, we servin’ them b_tches
better get on your money grind
they don’t like it when you tellin’ the truth
i rather be realer than fake
make you mad, turn two to an eight
hit that b_tch, make a move with a k
then i hop at that b_tch, i slide
n_ggas, they know that i’m riding just ’cause
[chorus: t$c jroc & ynw sakchaser]
young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
run it up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up
run it up
young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way
[verse 2: ynw sakchaser]
ayy, finesse, kick his whole ass with a whole trick
got a man feeling ’cause b_tch on my d_ck
run in with the sack, hit him with his stick
flip his ass on site, make him full on boom
free my n_gga sound, he was in the stoner whizz
gotta keep a belt, got a toolie on my hip
sakchaser, boy, i’m all about the sack, hoe
put a band, put a bullet in your assh0l_
designer fitted, gucci, louie, ferry combo
i just hit you with a combo
melly got a nine, so i call it rondo
[verse 3: ynw melly]
ayy, ayy
gunjo pack, super fruity
shoot that sh_t like call of duty
shawty got a big old booty, curly hair, she such a cutie
every time she play with coochie, squishy, squashy, new jacuzzi
hold up, who the f_ck is that? it’s melly walking with the uzi
why you talking like you ’bout it boy? i’ll pull up at your house
and i don’t care, i’m getting money, .40 stuck under the couch
under the couch, put the pistol straight to your mouth
young n_gga world, i thought you knew we ran the south
i hit a l!ck, now i got ghost all in my mouth
don’t want no people b_tch, i put you in a draught
[chorus: t$c jroc & ynw sakchaser]
young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
run it up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up
run it up
young n_ggas runnin’ up
young n_ggas runnin’ up, young n_ggas runnin’ up
ba_ ba_ ba_ bang, get outta the way
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