Run It Up (feat. Jizzle)

You talkin' paper, let's get paper huh You talkin' paper, let's get paper, let's get paper huh You talking paper, let's get paper, we can double up We pullin' hammers, ain't no fightin', ain't no one on one Don't give a fuck about your side, imma tear it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a better run it up You talking paper, let's get paper, we can double up We pullin' hammers, ain't no fightin', ain't no one on one Don't give a fuck about your side, imma tear it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a better run it up Run him down, pop him in his kneecap We ain't really fightin', we don't need that Tell me that you love me I need feed back You thought you broke the bank, we exceed that I really mean that Where the cheese at Lil' bitch steadily askin' where the weed at Arch her back, bend her over, imma beat that Arch her back, bend her over, imma beat that Got this *** shit in a chokehold Side bitch on drugs, she a coke hoe Suck dick all night with a stuffed nose Then clean up, washin' dishes as the sun rose You talking paper, let's get paper, we can double up We pullin' hammers, ain't no fightin', ain't no one on one Don't give a fuck about your side, imma tear it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a better run it up You talking paper, let's get paper, we can double up We pullin' hammers, ain't no fightin', ain't no one on one Don't give a fuck about your side, imma tear it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a better run it up Lord of the rings, I'm the man, call me Froto Got these n****s runnin' scared like I'm po-po Always ridin' with the stick, Mr. Polo In her phone she got me stored under bro bro Oh no Oh no Oh. Cee got her strung out on the cocoa Oh. Cee don't give a fuck about no hoe No hoe No hoe No hoe No hoe Bring it back, cashed out, they like you did that Where's the bag, where's it goin, I need all that Who is you, we don't know you, need to fall back For these hammers start hummin' at ya ball cap You talking paper, let's get paper, we can double up We pullin' hammers, ain't no fightin', ain't no one on one Don't give a fuck about your side, imma tear it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a better run it up You talking paper, let's get paper, we can double up We pullin' hammers, ain't no fightin', ain't no one on one Don't give a fuck about your side, imma tear it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a better run it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a, better run it up If you lackin', then yo squad need to huddle up You talkin' paper, let's get paper, we can double up We on the rise, this our time, watch us bubble up I know how to get it, watch me get to it On the road to riches, watch me stick to it Never sat the bench, n***a been doin it Always plead the fifth to the bitch stupid Run around town just like Charlie Brown Air them n****s out then I'm Greyhound Laid her ass out, she ain't made a sound Threw the Hail Mary, n***a touchdown You talking paper, let's get paper, we can double up We pullin' hammers, ain't no fightin', ain't no one on one Don't give a fuck about your side, imma tear it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a better run it up You talking paper, let's get paper, we can double up We pullin' hammers, ain't no fightin', ain't no one on one Don't give a fuck about your side, imma tear it up Quit bitchin' lil' n***a better run it up