Run Up

[Intro]
Yeah
Just bring me a pack of Backwoods and a slushy, pew!
Aight, uh, brr!
Uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Ayy, my Wraith look like a snowball (Aw), chopper take your nose off (Take your nose off)
Huh, ayy, piece this clip, throw, ain't shot no slingshots
Ayy, all I do is go hard, pull up in a sports car (Spssh!)
Huh, ayy, this is Louis Vuitton, this not no bull yard
Cold like Minnesota, (Soda) I give her Coca-Cola (Coca-Cola)
Huh, ayy, I fly your bitch out, she sent you a postcard (Brr!), huh
Huffy huffy, huffy, and I puffy
My bitch feel like buffy and she ride me like a Huffy
Ah, wicked rich, uh, be back in a jiffy, huh
Oh, wicked, wicked, huh, told her, "need my wicky", oh my god
Aw, don't get tricked, uh, trigger finger itchy, huh
Watch, smokin' piffy, huh, this is sticky-icky, uh
Uh, winner winner, (Winner) winner chicken dinner (A chicken dinner)
Uh, I pull up in that Caddy with the spinner
Stop, did she just roll up a swisher? (Bitch, she did!)
Someone get this bitch outta my spinner (Out my spinner)

[Pre-Drop]
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Motherfuckers wanna run up on the—

[Drop]
Fuckers
(Fuckers wanna—)
Motherfuckers
(Fuckers wanna—)
Fuckers
Motherfuckers
(Mo-mo-mother-motherfuckers wanna run up on the—) (Uh)

[Post-Drop]
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Motherfuckers-fuckers-fuckers wanna— (Grrrah!)

[Hook]
Take a shot, motherfucker
(Fuckers wanna—)
Bitch, I need that click
(Fuckers wanna—)
Take a shot, motherfucker
(Fuckers wanna—)
Bitch, I need that click
(Mo-mo-mother-motherfuckers wanna run up on the—)

[Verse 2]
Motherfuckers wanna run up the block, ayy
I just tell 'em niggas I've been runnin' up guap
And my Phantom way too big to fit in this parking spot
Ayy, I guess I'm gonna have to buy the whole parking lot, ah
Ayo, Slush, drop the track
I'm about to give these niggas a heart attack
I'ma get that strap and run 'em in the back
Tell the bank teller, "I want all of that"
What you know about fifty karat? Yeah
Blow a loud pack while we packed up in the Pontiac
Ayy, matter of fact, white walls in the Cadillac
Drive-by by the laundromat, right now

[Pre-Drop]
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Uh, uh, uh, right now
Motherfuckers wanna run up on the—

[Drop]
Fuckers
(Fuckers wanna—)
Motherfuckers
(Fuckers wanna—)
Fuckers
(Right now)
Motherfuckers
(Right now)
(Mo-mo-mother-motherfuckers wanna run up on the—)
Right now