[Intro]
Ooh-ah
Ouu
Ouu
Mm
Mm
Runnin' to the [?]
Yeah
(Yo, mTwenty, where you at?)
Yeah
[Chorus]
It's a bird, in the sky, or a plane, go insane (Brr-brr)
It's a Plain, Jane, on my wrist, it's a lake (Yeah)
Cut the lawn, or the grass, for the fakes, yeah the snakes (Yeah)
Put a X pill inside of my Gatorade, bein' high's the way that I'm seein' today (Uh)
We been doin' shit that you never heard of
Pourin' up Tec, yeah, pourin' up the drop, yeah Imma lay back and just stir my syrup (Uh)
You ain't talkin' 'bout shit, you ain't talkin' bout that, you ain't talkin 'bout nada (Shh)
When it come to my drip, when it come to my bag, that shit is some Prada (Uh)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, run it up, yeah
Yeah, just run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah, just go and run it up, yeah
We don't give no fucks, yeah, yeah
Give no fucks (Give no fucks)
We don't give no fucks, yeah (We don't)
They not keepin' up (Nah), yeah, yeah
Keep it up, yeah
Bitch I keep it up (Keep it up)
Yeah, I keep it up (Keep it up)
Better stop playin' with us (Stop playin' with us) Yeah, this not Toys 'R Us (No game)
No one to trust, yeah, there's not no one to trust (No one to trust, no one to trust), yeah
I'm 'bout to go up ('Bout to go up), yeah, I'm on the brink, on the cusp, yeah (Yeah)
I can't even trust myself, no way, not even if my bag was in it (Yeah, no, no, no)
I ain't even go break up in this bank, 10k just vanished, man (How?)
Yeah-yeah, we gon' do it my way, Ion' have no manners, man
Threw a couple racks, 10k, yeah, up in her face (Bitch!), now that she understand, yeah
Ooh-ah
Ouu
Ouu
Mm
Mm
Runnin' to the [?]
Yeah
(Yo, mTwenty, where you at?)
Yeah
[Chorus]
It's a bird, in the sky, or a plane, go insane (Brr-brr)
It's a Plain, Jane, on my wrist, it's a lake (Yeah)
Cut the lawn, or the grass, for the fakes, yeah the snakes (Yeah)
Put a X pill inside of my Gatorade, bein' high's the way that I'm seein' today (Uh)
We been doin' shit that you never heard of
Pourin' up Tec, yeah, pourin' up the drop, yeah Imma lay back and just stir my syrup (Uh)
You ain't talkin' 'bout shit, you ain't talkin' bout that, you ain't talkin 'bout nada (Shh)
When it come to my drip, when it come to my bag, that shit is some Prada (Uh)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, run it up, yeah
Yeah, just run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah, just go and run it up, yeah
We don't give no fucks, yeah, yeah
Give no fucks (Give no fucks)
We don't give no fucks, yeah (We don't)
They not keepin' up (Nah), yeah, yeah
Keep it up, yeah
Bitch I keep it up (Keep it up)
Yeah, I keep it up (Keep it up)
Better stop playin' with us (Stop playin' with us) Yeah, this not Toys 'R Us (No game)
No one to trust, yeah, there's not no one to trust (No one to trust, no one to trust), yeah
I'm 'bout to go up ('Bout to go up), yeah, I'm on the brink, on the cusp, yeah (Yeah)
I can't even trust myself, no way, not even if my bag was in it (Yeah, no, no, no)
I ain't even go break up in this bank, 10k just vanished, man (How?)
Yeah-yeah, we gon' do it my way, Ion' have no manners, man
Threw a couple racks, 10k, yeah, up in her face (Bitch!), now that she understand, yeah
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