I made the block hot
Cause the summer's mine
Lil weezy ana its reppin time
Put the pride aside
Got the heart of a lion
Thinking Suicide
Man feel like dying
They stuck up
I gotta open mind
If you questioning
Then know that I am
That lil fee that you heard about
Doing my thang my nigga
That's word to mouth
I don't know nothing you heard about
Bre killing the rumors
I'm drawing the curtains now
I'm speaking that real
I'm bringing the foneys out
Counting me out
I'm showing you who to doubt
Yea I'm showing who to doubt
Some do it for clout
I took another route
Thats right
It's time I show em how
He like f*cking with me with the rubber off
Got the keys to the streets When we pillow talk
I'm a beast in the sheets let my pussy talk
They be sneaking and geeking
Niggas like to stalk
I be chilling dawg but lil bree the target
I aint tryna have kids
Nah he tryna bargain
He done knocked my walls lose
Think he tryna barge in
Got the waves on swim
He be El DeBarge in
Whoa Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Sometimes I feel like f*ck it dawg
Sometimes I feel like f*ck it all
These niggas soft like applesauce
They too confused
They criss cross
Give me the bill then I'm paying my cost
If you in my past
Then I'm cutting my loss
Watch how you talk to me
I am the boss
If they claim my spot
Then they speaking false
I'm talking bout money
I'm talking bout vaults
They stealing my energy
Got plenty volts
Gotta honey buns in my back pocket
Tummy on fat Andy Milonakis
Ball in Houston
Takeoff with rockets
I been the plug
I don't need a socket
I'm shocking these niggas
I shook up the game
Got em leaving his hoe
Cause that bitch a lame
I been so damn humble
Boy it is a shame
Bitch don't you mumble when speaking my name
Hoe
They say my lyrics too much for radio
I'm Going hard than some niggas flow
Rep FGM cause of Plat and Flow
Don't play with my fam or we on go
Stay lowkey like John Doe
Yea stay lowkey like John Doe
Stay with the nine like Rondo
I make the rules head honcho
Make it rain on em
Need a poncho
You can keep the fame
Put me in the game
I want the top spot
Talking condos
So I'm a run it up
Talking pronto
Whoa Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
AbreeThatFee - Run Up a Check (feat. Tee) Lyrics
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I made the block hot
Cause the summer's mine
Lil weezy ana its reppin time
Put the pride aside
Got the heart of a lion
Thinking Suicide
Man feel like dying
They stuck up
I gotta open mind
If you questioning
Then know that I am
That lil fee that you heard about
Doing my thang my nigga
That's word to mouth
I don't know nothing you heard about
Bre killing the rumors
I'm drawing the curtains now
I'm speaking that real
I'm bringing the foneys out
Counting me out
I'm showing you who to doubt
Yea I'm showing who to doubt
Some do it for clout
I took another route
Thats right
It's time I show em how
He like f*cking with me with the rubber off
Got the keys to the streets When we pillow talk
I'm a beast in the sheets let my pussy talk
They be sneaking and geeking
Niggas like to stalk
I be chilling dawg but lil bree the target
I aint tryna have kids
Nah he tryna bargain
He done knocked my walls lose
Think he tryna barge in
Got the waves on swim
He be El DeBarge in
Whoa Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Sometimes I feel like f*ck it dawg
Sometimes I feel like f*ck it all
These niggas soft like applesauce
They too confused
They criss cross
Give me the bill then I'm paying my cost
If you in my past
Then I'm cutting my loss
Watch how you talk to me
I am the boss
If they claim my spot
Then they speaking false
I'm talking bout money
I'm talking bout vaults
They stealing my energy
Got plenty volts
Gotta honey buns in my back pocket
Tummy on fat Andy Milonakis
Ball in Houston
Takeoff with rockets
I been the plug
I don't need a socket
I'm shocking these niggas
I shook up the game
Got em leaving his hoe
Cause that bitch a lame
I been so damn humble
Boy it is a shame
Bitch don't you mumble when speaking my name
Hoe
They say my lyrics too much for radio
I'm Going hard than some niggas flow
Rep FGM cause of Plat and Flow
Don't play with my fam or we on go
Stay lowkey like John Doe
Yea stay lowkey like John Doe
Stay with the nine like Rondo
I make the rules head honcho
Make it rain on em
Need a poncho
You can keep the fame
Put me in the game
I want the top spot
Talking condos
So I'm a run it up
Talking pronto
Whoa Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Cause the summer's mine
Lil weezy ana its reppin time
Put the pride aside
Got the heart of a lion
Thinking Suicide
Man feel like dying
They stuck up
I gotta open mind
If you questioning
Then know that I am
That lil fee that you heard about
Doing my thang my nigga
That's word to mouth
I don't know nothing you heard about
Bre killing the rumors
I'm drawing the curtains now
I'm speaking that real
I'm bringing the foneys out
Counting me out
I'm showing you who to doubt
Yea I'm showing who to doubt
Some do it for clout
I took another route
Thats right
It's time I show em how
He like f*cking with me with the rubber off
Got the keys to the streets When we pillow talk
I'm a beast in the sheets let my pussy talk
They be sneaking and geeking
Niggas like to stalk
I be chilling dawg but lil bree the target
I aint tryna have kids
Nah he tryna bargain
He done knocked my walls lose
Think he tryna barge in
Got the waves on swim
He be El DeBarge in
Whoa Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Sometimes I feel like f*ck it dawg
Sometimes I feel like f*ck it all
These niggas soft like applesauce
They too confused
They criss cross
Give me the bill then I'm paying my cost
If you in my past
Then I'm cutting my loss
Watch how you talk to me
I am the boss
If they claim my spot
Then they speaking false
I'm talking bout money
I'm talking bout vaults
They stealing my energy
Got plenty volts
Gotta honey buns in my back pocket
Tummy on fat Andy Milonakis
Ball in Houston
Takeoff with rockets
I been the plug
I don't need a socket
I'm shocking these niggas
I shook up the game
Got em leaving his hoe
Cause that bitch a lame
I been so damn humble
Boy it is a shame
Bitch don't you mumble when speaking my name
Hoe
They say my lyrics too much for radio
I'm Going hard than some niggas flow
Rep FGM cause of Plat and Flow
Don't play with my fam or we on go
Stay lowkey like John Doe
Yea stay lowkey like John Doe
Stay with the nine like Rondo
I make the rules head honcho
Make it rain on em
Need a poncho
You can keep the fame
Put me in the game
I want the top spot
Talking condos
So I'm a run it up
Talking pronto
Whoa Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Run up a check
Go and get the commas
I'm getting dressed
Yea I'm in designer
Yea I'm destined
Ain't no testing
Bitch I'm flexin
No lesson
You know what's next
I'm saying whoa
Writer: Abrielle Givens
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid