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Run it up Yeah
Run it up Yeah
Run it up Yeah
Reppin, whole team flexin
Thirty bottles to the section
It's about to get reckless
Neckless, stacked up like tetris
Keep the patec protected
Presidential never won a election
Rockin, Rollin, Zeplin
Dance moves still got my weapon
When i slide it's electric
Pressure, she a freak under pressure
Sex drive get messy
On god she blessed me
Never let em get too close Oh
The wrong move a turn you to a ghost Oh
Go time if they want the smoke Oh
You are now rockin with the GOAT Oh
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Cant let em get too close Oh
My young boys a turn you to a ghost Oh
Go time and I want the smoke
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Tipsy, no my cup is never empty
The Louis Thirteen hit me
Nine shots, I took it like fifty
No kizzy, whole city movin with me
Middle finger that's a Fendi
Catch a opp sneak dissin on me
They can eat a glizzy
Penthouse party got it flooded in the lobby
Yea I'm cocky shake em' off of my body
Heard em' plottin, kopy kopy
If they wanna get dodgy
Drop the addy well find em'
Never let em get too close Oh
The wrong move a turn you to a ghost Oh
Go time if they want the smoke Oh
You are now rockin with the GOAT Oh
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Cant let em get too close Oh
My young boys a turn you to a ghost Oh
Go time and I want the smoke Oh
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
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Nathaniel Peterson
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