Intro: A$AP Ferg]
F#m A
Yeah, I need everybody to open this shit up
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Everybody open this fucking shit up
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Yeah, Constantine, yeah
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
F#m A
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m A
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m A
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
F#m A
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
F#m Bm C#m
This that East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m Bm C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m Bm C#m
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
F#m Bm C#m
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
F#m Bm C#m
This that East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
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This that ground zero music, sit and listen to it
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This the children of the sewer, finally winnin' music
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This confessions of a lord, I’ve been sinnin' music
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The rap book is my Bible, just repent through it
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I jump in the whip and say “Ooh, it’s my shit”
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And I tell ‘em to turn it up
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Jump in the pit and start moshing the shit
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And I tell ‘em to run it up
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This is Mr. Trap Lord, I'ma go until the sun is up
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Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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Run til I fuck it up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
F#m A
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m A
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m A
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
F#m A
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
F#m Bm C#m
This that East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m Bm C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m Bm C#m
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
F#m Bm C#m
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
F#m Bm C#m
This that East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
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And it’s 0-1, now, run it up
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Got my face beat, hair done it up
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I go bad on ‘em, drop bags on 'em
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Got a tab, bitch; tell 'em run it up
F#m
I spaz on 'em, I gun 'em up
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Said I’m too smart, gotta dumb it up
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Dead in the middle of Little Italy
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They ain’t know Remy really could just Pun it up
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On IG, you thumb it up
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But in real life, you bum it up
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You don't own nothin’, you so frontin'
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You Joe Budden, you pump it up.
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See, these hoes be luckin' up
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Try to be down, they suckin' up
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I go nuts, I mean pecan
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Turn the beat on and I fuck it up
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The bar’s low, I brung it up
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And y'all hoes just stunk it up
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I been one, you been done
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You been shoulda just hung it up
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You was hatin' when I was comin' up
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You fake bitch, you need to woman up
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You a wack bitch, you a rat bitch
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And I’m that bitch, just to sum it up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
F#m A
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m A
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m A
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
F#m A
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
F#m Bm C#m
This that East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m Bm C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m Bm C#m
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
F#m Bm C#m
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
F#m Bm C#m
This that East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
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Yeah, threw it through the ceiling, threw a nigga off the pillar
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Now I killed him, they ain’t never found out
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Fuck what you feelin', Trap Lord in the building
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With the lords and they with it right now
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Pull up on them niggas like “skrrt” in a Merc
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And I jerked see the bad man comin'
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Talkin for niggas saved up
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And the pump had the rest of them bad boys runnin'
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Jump if you ready to fuck this shit up
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And get knuck if you buck if you thuggin'
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Jump if you ready to fuck a nigga up
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Cause he come for nigga all for nothin'.
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There's some children down a holy thang
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And they let it bang cause you frontin'
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Jump cause I’m feelin' like I’m the illest nigga
I’m the trillest and I love it
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Push the Benz like it’s nothing, whoo
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Versace lens like it’s nothing, whoo
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Fuckin tens like it’s nothing, whoo
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Fuck her friend like it’s nothing, whoo
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Few chicks with it like it's nothing, whoo
F#m Bm
Suck them titties like it’s nothing, whoo
F#m A
Wraith, just bought it like now, ooh
F#m A Bm D
Tap a model like now, ooh
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
F#m A
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m A
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m A
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
F#m A
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
F#m Bm C#m
This that East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m Bm C#m
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
F#m Bm C#m
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
F#m Bm C#m
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
F#m Bm C#m
This that East Coast, mothafucka
F#m Bm C#m
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
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