Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
BIGJSKI
BIGJSKI
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Joshua Dowell
Joshua Dowell
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Joshua Dowell
Joshua Dowell
Ingenieur:in
Zupehr
Zupehr
Produzent:in
Oliver Bollard
Oliver Bollard
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Lyrics

Run it up, run it up, run it up
Bust down on the boy yeah
Bust down on the boy had to pull in all chips
My ignorance deployed, shawty impressed with the fit
Feel I been here before, my plug he come with tricks
Got me up sick, yelling out shit like
What it is
Tell me what's the move
Always fitted up from my neck to my shoes
I see the fraud, J come with proof
Staked up against the boss, yeah I bet that you gon lose
What is we to prove
I'm the biggest in the room
The one that they assume
That's calling all the cues
Been grinding for a minute
Stay the fuck out my business
Been making digits
Speak my mind it's explicit
Finna, ah ah, finna cop it
After this new drop, I'm reaching new profits
J been taking off, just like rocket
They been yelling pop it
Yeah this tape better watch it, huh yeah
Bust down on the boy had to pull in all chips
My ignorance deployed, shawty impressed with the fit
Feel I been here before, my plug he come with tricks
Got me up sick, yelling out shit like
What it is
Tell me what's the move
Always fitted up from my neck to my shoes
I see the fraud, J come with proof
Staked up against the boss, yeah I bet that you gon lose
Done with these bitches
Cause they talking dumb shit
Don't come up taking, I ain't give dap at functions
Fuck the assumptions, they do not run it
I get the headstart, not gon waste time not running
Shit redundant
Step it, step it, press em, flood em with reference
The money jump my senses, in my essence, I'm regressing
Try to push a message, J not resting, pass a blessing
Pass a drink, best not think, the dangers that I'm wrestling
Bust down on the boy had to pull in all chips
My ignorance deployed, shawty impressed with the fit
Feel I been here before, my plug he come with tricks
Got me up sick, yelling out shit like
What it is
Tell me what's the move
Always fitted up from my neck to my shoes
I see the fraud, J come with proof
Staked up against the boss, yeah I bet that you gon lose
Yeah
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Yeah
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Written by: Joshua Dowell
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