Runnin Up Dis Guap – YSN Flow

Ayy, gang, lil’ Flow
Ayy, bitch, I’m runnin’ up this guap
Ayy, gang
Bitch, I’m runnin up this guap
Ayy, lil’ Flow, ayy, gang, gang, gang

Bitch, I’m, bitch, I’m
Bitch, I’m runnin up this guap and you can’t catch me losin’
Pockets always on that F like a nigga cruisin’
Bitch, I know I’m hot but these nigga sleep, they snoozin’
And I ain’t get no love, man, these pussies wanna see me losin’

All my nigga’s in the field, I bet we in that terf
And if a nigga talkin’ crazy, bet we leave him murked
YSN, bitch, we came up straight out the dirt
Pussy nigga talkin’, up the .40, show him how it work
A hundred rounds in this choppa, I bet we let him have it
These niggas say they want that smoke but that ain’t sparkin’ static
Trappy rewind in the cut but he startin’ havok
Niggas talkin’ shit over the web, man, that leave me lockin’
Now that I got money, hoes want me to save ’em
But they ain’t want me when I didn’t have paper
I think I’m a demon, my diamonds be Satan
They worship the devil but can’t keep me prayin’
I roll up that pack in the back, how I’m feelin’?
I get to that money I swear that I need it
They say that I’m trash, tryna make me believe it
I know that I’m up and I couldn’t believe it

Bitch, I’m runnin up this guap and you can’t catch me losin’
Pockets always on that F like a nigga cruisin’
Bitch, I know I’m hot but these nigga sleep, they snoozin’
And I ain’t get no love, man, these pussies wanna see me losin’

I stressin’ ’bout this check and I’ma tell you beat yo’ feelin
Niggas compare me to the grinch because I’m coming in that grim
My momma think I am a rat the way I’m chasin’ all that cheese
And when I come up on my momma, YSN thought they were me
Got niggas mad ’cause I texted they dad
Got stars on my neck, I got chips on my ice
When I walk in the store I don’t look at the tag
I got stripes on my right and I go get it back
I got put on a rap so I didn’t have to trap
I had remembered them days I was down on my ass
I remember them days I was down on my ass
But I don’t stress ’bout it ’cause that was the past

Bitch, I’m runnin up this guap and you can’t catch me losin’
Pockets always on that F like a nigga cruisin’
Bitch, I know I’m hot but these nigga sleep, they snoozin’
And I ain’t get no love, man, these pussies wanna see me losin’