[Intro]
(Run It Up)
[Chorus: J.K. Mac & Flo Milli]
Callin' my shit like hold on (Hold on)
She tryna fuck somethin', all on my trap phone
Slide if you want to, way that you talkin' (Ayy)
You finna leave with your back blown (Flo Milli shit)
[Verse 1: Flo Milli]
Yeah, he callin' my shit like (Huh?)
Let me pick it up, let me get right (Hello?)
I done went ghost, now he all alone (Hah, bye)
But he tryna see what that P like (Ooh)
I told that nigga speed through them green lights (Go)
I can't stop until I hear a moan (Uh)
We get together, don't answer the phone (Put it down)
They be trippin' like, baby, we grown, baby, we grown
They sayin', "Your bitch perfect" (Hello?)
You get to spinnin' thе block, they hurtin'
Bad-ass bitch, you can tell by the waist (Hеy)
Don't hit from the back, I'm pretty in the face
Okay, I just been holdin' my weight
Ain't believin' a bitch tryna eat off my plate
Okay, tryna cross me, I'ma give you a taste
He wanna save a ho, give him a cape
I know these hoes wanna be me (Duh)
Blue-face bands to the bank, I'ma kiki (Money)
Shittin' on hoes 'cause I can and it please me (Hello?)
Shakin' my ass, he ain't know I was freaky, ayy (Ooh)
White toes, Malasian on a bundle (Yeah)
He whipped it out, I saw an anaconda (Snake)
I just wake up and think about the hundreds (Yeah)
I can't go back and forth with a nigga that fumbled (Yeah)
But it ain't no love in this bitch (No love)
Hop out with J.K., my nigga be poppin' his shit (Hello?)
I always knew I would be rich
I came from the bottom, now I'm at the top of they list
I tell a ho she can dip (Bye)
Fly-ass bitch, can't copy this drip (I'm fly, bitch)
He wanna go on a trip (Okay)
When I hop on it, I hope he can handle this cunt
(Run It Up)
[Chorus: J.K. Mac & Flo Milli]
Callin' my shit like hold on (Hold on)
She tryna fuck somethin', all on my trap phone
Slide if you want to, way that you talkin' (Ayy)
You finna leave with your back blown (Flo Milli shit)
[Verse 1: Flo Milli]
Yeah, he callin' my shit like (Huh?)
Let me pick it up, let me get right (Hello?)
I done went ghost, now he all alone (Hah, bye)
But he tryna see what that P like (Ooh)
I told that nigga speed through them green lights (Go)
I can't stop until I hear a moan (Uh)
We get together, don't answer the phone (Put it down)
They be trippin' like, baby, we grown, baby, we grown
They sayin', "Your bitch perfect" (Hello?)
You get to spinnin' thе block, they hurtin'
Bad-ass bitch, you can tell by the waist (Hеy)
Don't hit from the back, I'm pretty in the face
Okay, I just been holdin' my weight
Ain't believin' a bitch tryna eat off my plate
Okay, tryna cross me, I'ma give you a taste
He wanna save a ho, give him a cape
I know these hoes wanna be me (Duh)
Blue-face bands to the bank, I'ma kiki (Money)
Shittin' on hoes 'cause I can and it please me (Hello?)
Shakin' my ass, he ain't know I was freaky, ayy (Ooh)
White toes, Malasian on a bundle (Yeah)
He whipped it out, I saw an anaconda (Snake)
I just wake up and think about the hundreds (Yeah)
I can't go back and forth with a nigga that fumbled (Yeah)
But it ain't no love in this bitch (No love)
Hop out with J.K., my nigga be poppin' his shit (Hello?)
I always knew I would be rich
I came from the bottom, now I'm at the top of they list
I tell a ho she can dip (Bye)
Fly-ass bitch, can't copy this drip (I'm fly, bitch)
He wanna go on a trip (Okay)
When I hop on it, I hope he can handle this cunt
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