Intro: A$AP Ferg]
Fm G#
Yeah, I need everybody to open this shit up
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Everybody open this fucking shit up
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Yeah, Constantine, yeah
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
Fm G#
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fm A#m Cm
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm A#m Cm
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm A#m Cm
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
Fm A#m Cm
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fm A#m Cm
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
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This that ground zero music, sit and listen to it
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This the children of the sewer, finally winnin' music
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This confessions of a lord, I’ve been sinnin' music
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The rap book is my Bible, just repent through it
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I jump in the whip and say “Ooh, it’s my shit”
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And I tell ‘em to turn it up
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Jump in the pit and start moshing the shit
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And I tell ‘em to run it up
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This is Mr. Trap Lord, I'ma go until the sun is up
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Run til I fuck it up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
Fm G#
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fm A#m Cm
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm A#m Cm
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm A#m Cm
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
Fm A#m Cm
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fm A#m Cm
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
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
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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
Fm
On IG, you thumb it up
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But in real life, you bum it up
Fm
You don't own nothin’, you so frontin'
Fm
You Joe Budden, you pump it up.
Fm
See, these hoes be luckin' up
Fm
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
Fm
The bar’s low, I brung it up
Fm
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
Fm G#
And I’m that bitch, just to sum it up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
Fm G#
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fm A#m Cm
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm A#m Cm
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm A#m Cm
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
Fm A#m Cm
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fm A#m Cm
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Fm
Yeah, threw it through the ceiling, threw a nigga off the pillar
Fm
Now I killed him, they ain’t never found out
Fm
Fuck what you feelin', Trap Lord in the building
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With the lords and they with it right now
Fm
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'
Fm
Jump if you ready to fuck this shit up
Fm
And get knuck if you buck if you thuggin'
Fm
Jump if you ready to fuck a nigga up
Fm
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
Fm G#
Few chicks with it like it's nothing, whoo
Fm A#m
Suck them titties like it’s nothing, whoo
Fm G#
Wraith, just bought it like now, ooh
Fm G# A#m C#
Tap a model like now, ooh
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm G#
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
Fm G#
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fm A#m Cm
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm A#m Cm
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fm A#m Cm
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
Fm A#m Cm
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fm A#m Cm
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fm A#m Cm
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka