Run it up
lil paypal
GENRE
Intro
Aye man
Juggman Paypal in this bitch man
Aye yeah
Chorus
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk
Verse
Bitch you know I can't fuck you if you broke (you broke)
Big 40 with a dick and it got a scope
I be ballin hard just like my name Lonzo (like my name Lonzo)
Whats up in my bank account that's a lot of 0s
Just like bands bitch I can never fold (hell nah)
Sipping straight drop just dropped a xan in my Faygo
Off the lеan so stuck I might just pour me up some more (just pour mе some more)
I be in the cut kicking shit with your hoe
Chorus
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk
Verse 2
Bitch you broke my heart I can't believe I let you do that (hell nah)
Sippin on this wockhart bitch you already knew that
Whats up in my _ yes thats a new _
Lil boy go get your racks up and go get you a new bag
Broke bitch you so boring and the xanny got me snoring
I can't fuck with you my circle small like a orbit
Ran up in his trap yes I had to kick a door bitch
Ive been sipping lean since like 8th grade this shit so normal (god damn)
Chorus
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk
Bitch
Aye man
Juggman Paypal in this bitch man
Aye yeah
Chorus
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk
Verse
Bitch you know I can't fuck you if you broke (you broke)
Big 40 with a dick and it got a scope
I be ballin hard just like my name Lonzo (like my name Lonzo)
Whats up in my bank account that's a lot of 0s
Just like bands bitch I can never fold (hell nah)
Sipping straight drop just dropped a xan in my Faygo
Off the lеan so stuck I might just pour me up some more (just pour mе some more)
I be in the cut kicking shit with your hoe
Chorus
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk
Verse 2
Bitch you broke my heart I can't believe I let you do that (hell nah)
Sippin on this wockhart bitch you already knew that
Whats up in my _ yes thats a new _
Lil boy go get your racks up and go get you a new bag
Broke bitch you so boring and the xanny got me snoring
I can't fuck with you my circle small like a orbit
Ran up in his trap yes I had to kick a door bitch
Ive been sipping lean since like 8th grade this shit so normal (god damn)
Chorus
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk
Bitch
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