Run It (Lud Foe “Cuttin Up” Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
This ain't 21 bih
This ain't 21 b*tch this 22 22
This that Travis James sh*t

[Verse 1: 22 Savage]
Pull up at the trap young n*gga gettin' it in
I got molly, I got tabs, I got broads, I got Zans
She didn't let me f*ck so I f*ck one of her friends
Glock came with extension its longer then my di*k
Young n*gga trappin' out a Honda gettin' paper
I tied up my barber cause he f*cked up my taper
She rub my f*ckin' face I guess she wanted me to taste her
38 special it came with a laser
Play some f*ckin' games leave you blank like a paper
Get that f*ckin' money stack it up on the daily
I had a white b*tch and her name was Bailey
She put this f*ckin' di*k in her mouth then she ate It

[Hook]
(2x) Young n*gga trappin' out a Honda
Gettin' cake up
Rob who? f*ck you, b*tch you ain't gon
Take nothin'

[Verse 2: 22 Savage]
22 n*ggas masked up like mummies
Just left church I'll kill you on a Sunday
You a hoe b*tch you ain't never sell nothin'
If yo baby mama call my phone I'ma answer
She probably want some di*k or she probably want some pampers
Young n*gga gettin' It I got pounds in the hamper
Told the b*tch I'm hungry she made me a sandwich
Young 22 I turn the trap into a mansion
[Hook]
(2x) Young n*gga trappin' out a Honda
Gettin' cake up
Rob who? f*ck you, b*tch you ain't gon
Take nothin'

[Verse 3: 22 Savage]
Pull up, smoke one, full of them Zans
I got molly, I got lean, I got brauds, I got Zans
Pull up at the trap I got dope in a Honda
Travisa James Entertainment buy yo b*tch a Honda
22 n*ggas masked up like mummies
She a hoe flip her you a duck if you cuff her
The whole damn hood hit you better wrap it up
Young 22 I got the Glock in my truck

[Hook]
(2x) Young n*gga trappin' out a Honda
Gettin' cake up
Rob who? f*ck you, b*tch you ain't gon
Take nothin'

Is a Travis James sh*t
And b*tch you ain't gon take nothin'
And b*tch you ain't gon take nothin'
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