Run Up The Plays (Again)

*(Heavy 808s, hi-hats trippin’ like they late for court, distorted horns, evil laugh ad-libs

[Intro]  
Yuh!  
Run up the plays again, again, again  
This the motherfuckin’ remix, bitch we never hit decline  
Skrrt!  
Ayy, ayy, ayy!

[Hook]  
Run up the plays, again and again (yuh!)  
Trunk do the nae-nae, beat break the frame (break it!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (run it!)  
Hundred round drum, make the block go insane (brrrat!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (run up!)  
Diamonds hit the lights, look like rain in the wind (ice!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (forever!)  
We don’t do no losses, only wins on wins (remix!)

[Verse 1]  
Pulled up in the Demon, engine sound like a T-Rex (skrrt-skrrt)  
Bass hit so hard, made the opps send a text (brrt)  
“Chill, big bruh,” nah, fuck that, press next (nah)  
Plug in Dubai, told him FedEx the pack (gone)  
I’m in the trap doin’ math with a mask on (count it)  
Calculator fingers, thumbin’ through it too fast, bruh (flip)  
Blueface hundreds do the dash on the dashboard (Benji)  
If the trunk got a heartbeat, call that bitch a trap whore (baow!)  
I’m reloaded, this the remix, bitch I’m lethal (reloaded)  
Every play I touch turn gold like I’m Midas with the kilo (king)  
They was sleepin’ on the wave, now they drownin’ in the deep end (splash)  
Run up the plays again, again, bitch we undefeated!

[Hook]  
Run up the plays, again and again (yuh!)  
Trunk do the nae-nae, beat break the frame (break it!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (run it!)  
Hundred round drum, make the block go insane (brrrat!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (run up!)  
Diamonds hit the lights, look like rain in the wind (ice!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (forever!)  
We don’t do no losses, only wins on wins (remix!)

[Verse 2]  
Whippin’ in a mask like it’s COVID-24 (whip-whip)  
Pot do a backflip, call it gymnast on the stove (flip)  
Opps talkin’ crazy, put they face on a shirt (R.I.P.)  
Whole gang eatin’, we don’t leave not one crumb for the dirt (none)  
808s pregnant, bass got triplets (boom-boom-boom)  
Neighbors called the cops, told ‘em “mind yo business” (fuck ‘em)  
Subwoofers bleedin’, paint job anemic (drip)  
Every time we drop the top, the whole city feel it (skrrt)  
I’m on play number thirty, still ain’t tired (nah)  
Turn a soft ten bands to a hundred, call it fire (flage (flip)  
This the remix, bitch, we turned it to a lifestyle  
Run up the plays again… and again… ‘til the world catch fire!

[Bridge – slowed down, menacing]  
Again… and again… and again…  
Trunk knockin’ so hard, cracks in the pavement (crack)  
Again… and again… and again…  
If you ain’t runnin’ up a bag, you irrelevant (facts)

[Final Hook – double time, chaotic energy]  
Run up the plays, again and again (run it up!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (what!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (forever!)  
This the remix, we ain’t never press end (nah!)  
Run up the plays, again and again (yuh!)  

Syrupy, Half-Asleep Flow,Heavy 808S That Rattle Your Ribcage 
Deep voice, Phunk, Distorted bass, Rap, whispers, heavy