Run It Up (feat. Rich Homie Quan) - Kwesta & Kabza De Small

I love the way you keep them heels on Hair ain't yours but it's paid for and it's real long Show them tattoos when you switch it up With your jays on And you got an ass so fat that I can't help but feel on And You keep it real when it comes to having sex Girl you don't ever flex Long as I fuck you good You ain't worried bout what's next That's why I keep you here You ain't like them other hoes Cause you the fucking best Just in case you didn't know Cause you ain't got A half a million dollar condo And you ain't got A hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body Trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are Cause you come from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto You're the type of girl I like That's why I keep you right you off the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, gone and let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You are that G-H-E-TT-O You hold it down And you never let them haters Come around, girl that's why I keep you on speed dial Just in case some shit get bad Keep that ratchet in your bag Got a little cash Just in case I need you If they lock me down I know I'd see you That's without a doubt I know you understand how it go But you're down for the ride That's why I still keep you by my side Cause you ain't got A half a million dollar condo And you ain't got A hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body Trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are Cause you come from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Girl your the type I like That's why I keep you right you off the ghetto Love em from the ghe... o Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, go on let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You are that G-H-E-TT-O She G-H-E-TT-O My little buddy, my little hoe Been fucking with her since I was in high school She had my heart and secrets too She was born and raised in the projects Never listen what other guys said She been going though shit I can tell, because her eyes red Her Heart hurt it been beat up I wanna Start up but don't mislead ya I cry my heart like the pledge alligence I give my all if you don't leave me She G-H-E-TT-O I love that shit Cause you never see her with money Don't mean she broke Yeah Shawty down my pimping Shawty know how it goes Shawty know her position And shawty play her role Got August in here with me And I could rap it acapella I fuck with you lil baby Even though you from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Girl you the type I like That's why I keep you right you out the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, gone and let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You out that G-H-E-TT-O

What you know Quan? (I know it) Say what? (I know it) Hey! Walked in with a new bitch Tell me got a nigga mad but I know it Fucked a baby mama on the first time know it Got mad, I could see it in his eyes, I know it Fucked his baby mama on the floor He lucky I even used a condom Wait, I even hit her in front of your children Stupid nigga! I'm lying Bitch got mad cause I bought a Louis V Spent all this money on myself Where were you when I needed help? Nowhere to be found But shawty a rebound, praying that she meet him I'm draped up, Louis V's on my ear, so I can't hear what you saying right now My weed too loud and I know it (what?) I can't hear what you saying right now Louis V earmuffs and I know it (woo!) I ain't going to a funeral But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it (Rich Homie!) Love to fuck another nigga's bitch, make him mad I don't give a damn, nigga I know it Whole lot of money on me, I know it Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it Quan fucking her too, yeah I know it And you can't tell me shit bout me, I know it I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it Handful of bitches, fuck em, outdoors I'm the man nigga, yeah, I know it Yeah, I know it Walked in with all my niggas, fuck nigga got mad and I know it Green light ho, better know she going And you ain't got to tell me, nigga I know it The freshest nigga in this motherfucker, right now, yeah I don't like tellin hoes no, I wait tell her, yeah I do what I can, make her say yeah I can't help that I'm a motherfucking player Money stacked up so high Himalayas I'm a leave it weighing on a scale Everybody in my ear, therefore I know a bitch with about six children Baby bottle full, no titty 20 chains on, no Tity F your baby mama, no Fendi Stay at home, baby girl if you timid Do my thang on the stage I ain't going broke, naw baby I ain't Eddie Griffen (Too much money right now) I'm a shooting star baby girl go ahead and make your wishes When the kids in town, tell em never ever use daddy's dishes I'm a catch a nigga bitch and make her do the sixty nine If y'all can't see it, boy you must be blind I know it I know it I know, I know I know it I know it I know, I know, I know I know it, I know it I know it I know, I know I know it 3 words, Rich Homie Baby!