East Coast

A$AP Ferg

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