[Chorus: Asoh Black]
Run it up, we don't give a f**
We just young, our excuses truly useless in the Fall
But this winter bruh, we gonna live it up
She gon tell you that changed
Word to Jesus pieces of heaven
Never let in the young and the wreckless
So if I never meet my maker guaranteed motherf**er im gone be
Making this lettuce
This lettuce
[Verse 1: Asoh Black]
Look, give that boy a tour
We don't need it all
Couple start ups and a dream
With my team
Hopefully these schemes, come into fruition
Washes dishes for the moment on the way to own the kitchen
So important is the patience
When you're trynna cure the vision
Truest, sh** isn't it?
I flip it for the n***as that's listening for the lyricism
Get caught with the flow
Now they biting like they sharks
Cause up on my sleeve is where I wear my heart
She said boy don't let me start
All these songs about me
It got me doubting
Like you ain't move on
Like these girls don't hit your line when you drop new songs
What's your new joint
That sh** groove me out
Make me wanna booty pop
And do them sh**s I'm talking bout
Only in your dreams
Cause your clouds of schemes
And yo self esteem
Got me waiting too long f** you think
I'm gon be your fiend?
Boy you tripping, ain't fall just ain't my thing I'm just saying
So you better burst that bubble
Don't you get in trouble
I'll be watching from the sideline, living life up good with me and mine
Pace yourself faster than the tortoise ever tested
Stay focus on your goals while you go
Go, go make that lettuce
Run it up, we run it up
[Chorus: Asoh Black]
Run it up, we don't give a f**
We just young, our excuses truly useless in the Fall
But this winter bruh, we gonna live it up
She gon tell you that changed
Word to Jesus pieces of heaven
Never let in the young and the wreckless
So if I never meet my maker guaranteed motherf**er im gone be
Making this lettuce
This lettuce
[Verse 2: Cameron Flowers]
Irie boy ingesting imbecile emcees like they lettuce
I'm on that ital diet, getting all the green they ain't let us
A certified OG
Got the juice, green machine
Naked truth is I'm the smoothiest emcee you ain't seen
So n***a let us breathe
You ain't ever met us
Asoh black and Cam so conscious
Those some dangerous flavors
I'm still dodging my haters
Like I been hating the Dodgers
Since they moved in '57
When these BK streets started
Jackie robbin sons making lettuce
I'm showing muscle
Building hustles
Out the struggles they sent
Now I'm blowing steam, cuz i'm growing cream
So let a n***a go vent
Yo, they tried to indebt us
But we making G's like vendettas
I bet our propellers be making y'all jealous
Cuase me and the family setup with blessings
Making our lettuce
[Chorus: Asoh Black & (Cameron Flowers)]
Run it up, we don't give a f**
We just young, our excuses truly useless in the Fall
But this winter bruh, we gonna live it up
She gon tell you that changed
Word to Jesus pieces of heaven
Never let in the young and the wreckless
So if I never meet my maker guaranteed motherf**er im gone be
Making this lettuce (We gon be aight, we gon be aight)
This lettuce (We gon be aight, we gon be aight)