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(albüm: HACKER - 2018)

Keep it lowkey, cause we really in them streets, bruh
Rolling 20 deep, 30 deep, 50 deep cause
I don't need a buzz, I don't need no love, I just need my drugs
I just hit the plug, stacking up for fun, keep my paper up

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up

I been on my shit, I know they see me, what they gone do?
Y'all be talking clickers when we clique then what you gone do?
Bands on me, bitch, when we pull up, you can see it too
You can see the aura round my body when we coming through

Niggas moving weight around my circle like a hoo-la-hoop
I know all the plugs, you need some work then we can serve you
Free my nigga HESH that nigga in for 6, I love you
Stacking up this paper, when you get out, we gon' eat too

Yeah I live my life like I'ma die, cause I'm supposed to
R.I.P. my momma, and my niggas that ain't make it through
If you speak on me my niggas ain't just gonna hurt you
See me like Houdini, magic tricks, don't get to close fool

Bitch, we ain't alright, bitch, we ain't okay, bitch, we ain't the same
Niggas tripping on me cause they bitch is fiending for the name
I can't give that bitch the fame, I can't put this hoe on game
I got lot's of work to do, my niggas working every day, huh

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up