Sheff G - Run It Up | Instrumental ft. Sleepy Hallow, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

Sheff G - Run It Up | Instrumental [Prod. RIT 1K]

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[nastasino]

Non si chiama Caterina,
viene dal Caterina.
Nuovo Catering, spero oggi faccia prima.
Del solito, viaggio, con valigia in stiva.
A farle vedere un po', come è fatto sto mondo.
Sai baby, fuori c'è la fila.
Non è un giro conto, e il conto, che ora me li gira.
Faccio luce, anche senza pila.
Come Victoria, lei non aspetta e se le sfila.
Vuol passare donna, ora che non è più bambina.
Spia, da quelle porte.
Mira, fra c'hai un pallino in fronte.
Voglio una tenuta, manco fossi un conte.
Con dentro la stessa gente, che viveva a Ponte.
Prima le giornate erano solo storte.
Combattiamo ancora, contro quella sorte.
Di vederci un magazzino,
Fabbricco rime, sin da ragazzino,
Con mio fra ancora in sbatti, con quelle storie nel piumino.
Lei si è allontanata, mentre io cercavo di starle vicino.
pensa che non la capivo,
Quando a fare quelle cose, ero io fra, per primo.
E non ti mento,
Vederti, ancora adesso,
Ragiono a stento,
Fra questo è il fottuto, sesto senso.
Andiamo a casa, che qua di drink sto già al terzo,
Lei vuole un Moonet, sopra quel letto,
Gesti, ma non getto, benzina,
sopra, questo testo,
Tu spera in quella terzina, al bingo, fesso,
Che qua vogliamo fare la storia, come in Rock terzo.
Te la suono, e te le suono, fra con o senza plettro.
Contro ogni schema, ho lei dietro la schiena, sa bene chi c'ha sto scettro.
Sono schietto, il flow vi dà la forza, di premere su quel grilletto.
Non mi specchio e ne aspetto,
Che lei si prepari,
Saliamo quei salari,
Con cuori di ghiaccio fra polari,
Come Marra siamo popolari,
O sei una tigre, o sei cibo per sto Safari.

Euro€nne {Soon new music Italy take}🇮🇹🤝😶‍🌫️

[matthewsalinas]

Great John on the beat, by the way
Look
I'm tryna run it up with you
She say, "I just wanna run it up with you"
She say, "I could be your Bonnie and you be Clyde", uh
Tell me what it cost just to see you smile, uh
I know that they hate it how we run it up, uh
Know I keep it real, bae, you know I keep it one hunnid
Baby, me and you, let's make a one of us, uh
Only me and you, baby, we could make a one of us
I ain't tryna play around with you, mm
Told her I ain't tryna play around with her, mm-mm
Only way is up, limit is the sky, huh
When you want to start, nigga, where's the nine?
I ain't tryna play, I fuck with you, look
Like these jeans I got on, she's a one of one
Different revenues, they asking where it's coming from
And you know I'm from New York
I got a hundred guns (you know how we coming)
You know how we rollin' (how we rollin')
Bought her ass a Patek, she wanted the Rollie (uh)
Give it to me like you owe it
Do a buck eighty in a Urus, drive it like it's stolen (look)
She ain't mine if she friendly (huh?)
I told her it's okay 'cause we got nines, we got Bentleys
We got nines in our Bentleys
Had a knife in my back when I wrote my first song
Put a knife to your face like a dollar and fifty (woo)
I'm tryna run it up with you
She say, "I just wanna run it up with you"
She say, "I could be your Bonnie and you be Clyde", uh
Tell me what it cost just to see you smile, uh
I know that they hate it how we run it up, uh
Know I keep it real, bae, you know I keep it one hunnid
Baby, me and you, let's make a one of us, uh
Only me and you, baby, we could make a one of us
I ain't tryna play around with you, mm
Told her I ain't tryna play around with her, mm-mm
Only way is up, limit is the sky, huh
When you want to start, nigga, where's the nine?
You think I'm stuck up in my ways, huh? (Ways, huh?)
I swear I would've bought your love, but something told me to save up
Baddies come in flavors (flavors)
But every time I pick the same one, ballin' 'til the game done
Shooters with me A-1, she just wanna run it up
Told her we got guns with us
We used to walk in the rain, it ain't no sonnin' us
The money make people change, you stayed the same, huh
Told her if she played, then the game done
Fell apart, now picture that, I fixed the frame up
Took some Ls, you get 'em back, that shit ain't change us
Lose it all, I'm still the same, that's how we came up, uh
I'm tryna run it up with you
She say, "I just wanna run it up with you"
She say, "I could be your Bonnie and you be Clyde", uh
Tell me what it cost just to see you smile, uh
I know that they hate it how we run it up, uh
Know I keep it real, bae, you know I keep it one hunnid
Baby, me and you, let's make a one of us, uh
Only me and you, baby, we could make a one of us
I ain't tryna play around with you, mm
Told her I ain't tryna play around with her, mm-mm
Only way is up, limit is the sky, huh
When you want to start, nigga, where's the nine?