Manic TL - McKinley Morganfield lyrics

{hook} Run it up Run it up If you want it you could come with us Wild out, you could run a muck Player, i ain't ever gone get enough Run it up Run it up Dozen b*tches and their all in love Muddy water in a double cup Player, i ain't ever gone get enough Run it up {verse i} Everybody hates that i’m movin' on Time flashin' like mardi gras My feet are made of that loubitoun And my wrist made of that audemar (ah, ah) b*tch, y’all can't sit with us Its no sweat when i ball rediculous I’m up ‘till dawn with a b*tch to fu*k And prescription liquid in a dixie cup I said its just another pick me up, its okay Pour another fifth of somethin', i'm straight Do it from the night to the day Really, i could topple any motherfu*ker at my pacе In that gt9 if you really wanna race Lead at lеast eight lives and do it without a trace Seven different women all grabbin' on my waist Sixteen bullets ready if you wanna get a taste Yellin' fu*k 5-0 like i wanna catch a case Four shooters all clap, you could feel the earth quake Three motherfu*kers rowdy as a b*tch up on stage Let that two track bang Only do it one way I was low-def now the kid blu-ray Couldn't get a spark now the kid a blue ray I done shuffled all the cards and asked “whos game”? And they shut they damn mouths, ain't nobody wanna play (hey) {hook} Run it up Run it up If you want it you could come with us Wild out, you could run a muck Player, i ain't ever gone get enough Run it up Run it up Dozen b*tches and their all in love Muddy water in a double cup Player, i ain't ever gone get enough Run it up {verse ii} Y’all throw signs on the gram but never around us Say you got long bands, but you never had stuff Chop a motherfu*ker down if he gunna act up I'm a dog in the ring, you just a pound pup It’s not just foul love, b*tch, i do not see you Even without rain, that drip all see through Jeans from balmain otherwise evisu With some sh*t tucked ‘case i need to delete you (look) I been on my own for a minute Motherfu*ker i done built me a livin' You a goddamn b*tch there tryin' to disrespect the way i did it Everybody think that this motherfu*kin game just a scrimmage Listen, i been on top all day I’ll be on top all life Make the whole block yell "aye aye aye!" You could hear it from miles outside of the heights b*tch, you better think twice Better dip fast I don't give a fu*k about you, i do it for quick cash How you movin' on the path, got all of your sh*t crashed How i’m steppin' on the gas, give everyone whiplash I’m so bored, b*tch, i'm never well-matched I put in far more, got my people on the map You was doin' short sprints, we was runnin' mad laps Its a marathon grind, now i'm sittin' on racks {hook} Run it up Run it up If you want it you could come with us Wild out, you could run a muck Player, i ain't ever gone get enough Run it up Run it up Dozen b*tches and their all in love Muddy water in a double cup Player, i ain't ever gone get enough Run it up