Lyrics Chico de Gatit - Daniel James

Run it up run it up
Everything I keep double like double cups
Lost a bitch and got two I just doubled up
Took a shot at his feet now its double dutch
Lil mama a freak she wanna leave with us
Bad lil bitty a groupie
Living my life like a movie
Cant really fuck with you goofies

I'm in my bag now
Chasing the green ima cash cow
Since a young age I was stuck in the streets they labeled me a bad child
Went from popping them perkies to sipping on lean
2 for 10 I was serving them fiends
Everybody got something to say I know they going to hate cause I'm chasing my dreams

I'm sitting in a uber with a rugger
Everybody know I know couple of shooters
Bitch niggas stay typing on computers
Told them niggas better look me up on google
Money on my mind almost hurt my medulla
She said she in love Lil mama a groupie
Niggas be chicken I gave him a two-piece
A1 my drip just watch how I do it
Pardon my drip I got the buss down
I keep that thing tucked run it back that's a touchdown
Niggas be geeking like rats they be squeaking and bitches be freakin and all after sundown
If niggas want smoke tell em send that location
I struggled too long I'm losing my patience
Some niggas be bitches with cooties contagious
Feeling like Meech going through phases

Run it up run it up
Everything I keep double like double cups
Lost a bitch and got two I just doubled up
Took a shot at his feet now its double dutch
Lil mama a freak she wanna leave with us
Bad lil bitty a groupie
Living my life like a movie
Cant really fuck with you goofies

Never caught lacking when trapping
Niggas be capping all in they raps for sure
I'm pushing the package no dropping the bag
No cap I stack my cash on the floor
Spent it and got it right back on the fourth
No track but it's time I just run up the score
Been counting this money my fingers got sore
Aint no falling in love that shit ain't my sport
Run it up run it up
Pass me the double cup
Sipping on lean
That shit fucked my stomach up
A shot to his body call it a tummy tuck
Chico de Gatit you that's a bloody one
I need it I got it I keep the money up
Smoking on colors smoking on pounds
I stay in my circle my brothers my rounds
If you ain't talking that money then don't make a sound

I'm in my bag now
Chasing the green ima cash cow
From a young age I was stuck in the streets they labeled me a bad child
Went from popping them perkies to sipping on lean
2 for 10 I was serving them fiends
Everybody got something to say I know they going hate cause I'm chasing my dreams

Run it up run it up
Everything I keep double like double cups
Lost a bitch and got two I just doubled up
Took a shot at his feet now its double dutch
Lil mama a freak she wanna leave with us
Bad lil bitty a groupie
Living my life like a movie
Cant really fuck with you goofies