(Run It Up)

Callin' my shit like hold on (Hold on)
She tryna fuck somethin', all on my trap phone
Slide if you want to, way that you talkin' (Ayy)
You finna leave with your back blown (Flo Milli shit)

Yeah, he callin' my shit like (Huh?)
Let me pick it up, let me get right (Hello?)
I done went ghost, now he all alone (Hah, bye)
But he tryna see what that P like (Ooh)
I told that nigga speed through them green lights (Go)
I can't stop until I hear a moan (Uh)
We get together, don't answer the phone (Put it down)
They be trippin' like, baby, we grown, baby, we grown
They sayin', Your bitch perfect (Hello?)
You get to spinnin' the block, they hurtin'
Bad-ass bitch, you can tell by the waist (Hey)
Don't hit from the back, I'm pretty in the face
Okay, I just been holdin' my weight
Ain't believin' a bitch tryna eat off my plate
Okay, tryna cross me, I'ma give you a taste
He wanna save a ho, give him a cape
I know these hoes wanna be me (Duh)
Blue-face bands to the bank, I'ma kiki (Money)
Shittin' on hoes 'cause I can and it please me (Hello?)
Shakin' my ass, he ain't know I was freaky, ayy (Ooh)
White toes, Malasian on a bundle (Yeah)
He whipped it out, I saw an anaconda (Snake)
I just wake up and think about the hundreds (Yeah)
I can't go back and forth with a nigga that fumbled (Yeah)
But it ain't no love in this bitch (No love)
Hop out with J. K., my nigga be poppin' his shit (Hello?)
I always knew I would be rich
I came from the bottom, now I'm at the top of they list
I tell a ho she can dip (Bye)
Fly-ass bitch, can't copy this drip (I'm fly, bitch)
He wanna go on a trip (Okay)
When I hop on it, I hope he can handle this cunt

Callin' my shit like
Let me pick it up, let me get right
Yeah, yeah, callin' my shit like
Let me pick it up, let me get right

I fucked some hoes no problem (No problem)
These all-black pumps got red at the bottom (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm from Brooklyn
But I'm good on all hoods from Fordham to Harlem (Brooklyn)
Ain't no competition, I'm lookin' a bum and you fit the description
Clutch on my wrist, watch how it glisten, it's Ave Maria Lux all on my inches (Baow)
Any bitch step to me get stepped on (Stepped on)
Seven-figure talk just to fuck with the Big Don (Yeah)
I pop shit, do my big one, take a ho salary, ice out my left arm (Ice, ice)
Tell a ho, Google me, I been that girl, this attention ain't new to me
Shorty subtweetin' and won't say my name (Pussy)
Put an at on it, sis, I don't do ambiguity
Bitches is borin', respectfully
I say what I want and ain't nobody checkin' me
Why would you watch me from fake pages? (Huh?)
Admit it, lil' bitch, you high-key obsessed with me
Rich bitch status, you know my swag is
Iced-out diamonds, Balmain jackets
I'm the biggest, should put me in Guinness
I broke the record for shittin' on bitches (Big Don, yeah)

Callin' my shit like hold on (Hold on)
She tryna fuck somethin', all on my trap phone
Slide if you want to, way that you talkin'
You finna leave with your back blown (Trina)

Callin' my shit, I'm like, hold on (Hold on)
I ain't in the States, I'm in Paris gettin' swiped on
Gettin' fucked on
Makin' your nigga wine and dine me till them racks gone
A bad-ass bitch with a strobe light wrist
Since I hopped off the porch, I've been that bitch
She say she hotter, she don't exist
Nan' bitch standin' next to this, uh
I'm hotter than lava (Yeah)
Let's keep it real, bitch, I been a problem
She doin' the dash, she back in her bag
And all that she after is commas (Commas)
She don't do the drama (Nah)
Stay in your lane, you don't want me to wake up my other persona
I don't do no rappin', gon' need you a donor, this bitch in a coma
Smell the aroma (Yeah)
Can't breathe, bitch, 'cause I'm fuckin' ammonia
Then the pneumonia
Bring in the body bag, throw a sheet on her
Then do a quickie
Call up a nigga and slip him a mickey
Give him a hickey while he up in me
And all of that money, I'm takin' it with me (Hahaha)

Yeah, he callin' my shit like
It ain't no love in this bitch
Yeah, yeah, callin' my shit like
It ain't no love in this bitch
I done went ghost, now he all alone
But he tryna see what that P like
Tell a nigga he can dip