Run It (feat. El Yatch)
Sean Wright
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(Sean sent the beat, I know it’s cray) (Sean sent the beat) (Sean sent the beat, I know it’s cray) Shawty what’s the deal with it Baby gonna get with it So hype, and we chill with it No cough, and we sick wit it Moving, and we still with it Different, gotta live with it Ima hit, Hit and never missing when I score We bout’ to run it up We only going for the top Can never be the runner up We gotta level up, evolving daily Issa must Don’t wanna make a call then get up out the game My team winning, waving off the comp, call me Dame If you king me in the sunny weather, ima reign I’m giving you a letter for the masses, in a chain I’m feeling like I’m young Simba, but I got a mane I gotchu feeling the pressure, but never give you pain You been looking for the hype, now you on the train You been short handed, like a pinkie, and I got a brain Run it up, we bout to shine like a star I’m turning you on, like I’m a engine in a car They running up my phone like 2 women that can’t get off You can’t put me on a limit, ima raise the bar I’m executing, going in with no flaw Scary thinking, I cut that out with no saw I’m having fun running, like a doggie in the park I’m lighting up my vision, now I got a spark Shawty what’s the deal with it Baby gonna get with it So hype, and we chill with it No cough, and we sick wit it Moving, and we still with it Different, gotta live with it Ima hit Hit and never missing when I score We bout’ to run it up (When we score we bout’ to run it up) We only going for the top Can never be the runner up (We only going for the top) (Can never be the runner up) We gotta level up, evolving daily Issa must Ima terrorist, that’s why I’m in the terror squad Million dollars in a song, that’s a terror job Terrible, unbearable Wear the hair of bears and goats, Tryna be just like the Pope Gotta run it up Shawty never had her tummy tucked So when I cleared the bucks, I ain’t have to give it up Told me to treat it like the strap by my belt and keep it tuck And I ain't let it buss unless I gotta run a muck Uh I’m in black and got it cocked and with the terror squad Allah is the God Do not fall for no mirage This ain’t Beau Riváge But you know we bogart; Pull up on your boulevard Hopping out wit no regards Know I’m real wit it Lookin at a Fresh Prince, you know I will get it And the way I run it up, ain’t no wheels wit it On a plane making plans in a pandemic Shawty what’s the deal with it Baby gonna get with it So hype, and we chill with it No cough, and we sick wit it Moving, and we still with it Different, gotta live with it Ima hit, Hit and never missing when I score We bout’ to run it up We only going for the top Can never be the runner up We gotta level up, evolving daily Issa must I’m like a wad of money, keeping close in the pocket She calling me a safe, I closed it up and ima lock it Team never down, up is the only way, like a rocket Always got you lighting up when I plug in, like a socket So many ladies tryna get me off the market I know exactly what they want, but don’t call me a prophet Some make me laugh, hating on the wave Then they copy Take a splash if you want, but you’re never gonna stop it Gonna elevate like I’m on a tsunami Call me Goku, pushing my mind and body Switching through my lanes, like I got a new Bugatti Dangerous man, but I can never hurt nobody Every time I pull up, ima get the party started Last man dropped the ball She threw to me and I caught it I never fumble with it in my hand, I always got it Baby said the pull up game strong when I shot it Shawty what’s the deal with it Baby gonna get with it So hype, and we chill with it No cough, and we sick wit it Moving, and we still with it Different, gotta live with it Ima hit Hit and never missing when I score We bout’ to run it up (When we score we bout’ to run it up) We only going for the top Can never be the runner up (We only going for the top) (Can never be the runner up) We gotta level up Shawty what’s the deal with it Baby gonna get with it So hype, and we chill with it No cough, and we sick wit it Moving, and we still with it Different, gotta live with it Ima hit Hit and never missing when I score We bout’ to run it up Yeah We only going for the top Can never be the runner up Yeah, yeah We gotta level up, evolving daily Issa must Evolving daily Issa must (Sean sent the beat, I know it’s cray)
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Written by: Bradley Hamilton, Sean Wright
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