Runnin’ up Dis Guap lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, gang, lil' Flow
Ayy, b*tch, I'm runnin' up this guap
Ayy, gang
b*tch, I'm runnin up this guap
Ayy, lil' Flow, ayy, gang, gang, gang

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm, b*tch, I'm
b*tch, I'm runnin up this guap and you can't catch me losin'
Pockets always on that F, like a n*gga cruisin'
b*tch, I know I'm hot but these n*gga sleep, they snoozin'
And I ain't get no love, man, these pussies wanna see me losin'

[Verse 1]
All my n*gga's in the field, I bet we in that terf
And if a n*gga talkin' crazy, bet we leave him murked
YSN, b*tch, we came up straight out the dirt
pus*y n*gga talkin', up the .40, show him how it work
A hundred rounds in this choppa, I bet we let him have it
These n*ggas say they want that smoke but that ain't sparkin' static
Trappy rewind in the cut but he startin' havok
n*ggas talkin' sh*t 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
[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm runnin up this guap and you can't catch me losin'
Pockets always on that F like a n*gga cruisin'
b*tch, I know I'm hot but these n*gga sleep, they snoozin'
And I ain't get no love, man, these pussies wanna see me losin'

[Verse 2]
I stressin' 'bout this check and I'ma tell you beat yo' feelin
n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm runnin up this guap and you can't catch me losin'
Pockets always on that F, like a n*gga cruisin'
b*tch, I know I'm hot but these n*gga sleep, they snoozin'
And I ain't get no love, man, these pussies wanna see me losin'