Runnitup - Freestyle

Freestyle freestyle runnitup, freestyle
Style ain't for free
Yeah, yea
You know if you owe me money don't try and duck me
(Try duck me)
That like ah' slap in the face and you said fuck me
(You said fuck me)
Expensive fabric all white you no I'm cut different
(Cut different)
I spend ten racks in the mall that shit wasn't nothing nigga
(That shit was nothing)
Eye to eye head to head you don't wanna crash with me
(You don't wanna crash)
So I stay focus on these racks yea I be mad chilling
(Mad chilling)
Rack racing yea you can call it bag building
Cause anytime I'm wasting I'm stacking them racks
To ceiling (To ceiling)
Yea I'm blowing on purple like Celie, and Sofia
You know I beat the block up just like Harpo
Just tryna dodge all the narco (All the fuck nigga and snitches)
Car full of pounds like car load and I just push start the auto
(Skrrt, skrrt)
You looking pointing what you saw though
(What you saw though)
My money long like a barcode (Like a barcode bitch)
I the switch yea light outs (You though I turn off)
Ha, yo little sister you turn off (The hoe a turn off)
Ha, why you old and you so burn out (burn out)
How you want the smoke now talking bout time out
(Talking bout time)
In the trap got the coke like a soda's and that shit straight drop
Smell the odor (Smell the odor)
For you pull up gotta call and place your order
And if it ain't bout the cash why bother
(Why bother?)
Pull up three hundred deep no spartan (No spartan)
Don't make me smash stepping you and your brother
(And your people)

Written by:
DAMIEN LEWIS, JENO DILLIHUNT

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