SHANGHAI by XFLACKOGOD Lyrics
[Intro]
Ammo
Indigo
Fuego
Yuh yuh!
[Chorus]
Run it up
Run it up
We up in Shanghai
Turn me up
Turn me up
We up in Shanghai
Run it up
Run it up
We high in Shanghai
Yeah yuh
[Verse 1]
I was just up in the coupe
I was just up in the moon
Dirty up dirty up
Double cup mud in juice
How can I ever lose
Balenci’s all over my shoes
I’m the one she gon choose
Book a telly for us to vool
We up in Shanghai
Shorty wanna fuck tonight
She ask how I get so high
I do this shit all the time
Getting high up in Shanghai
Fucking on your thot we in Shanghai, uh
Gas kicking in my blunt, I’m on Cloud 9
Shorty gave me face, I can’t even lie
Talking shit bitch I blast the nine
Crew adapt the crime
I’m on another grind
[Verse 2]
Masion Mihara my kicks yuh
Shе was just off them sticks huh
Damn we high as shit yuh
Bitch we off thе shit aye
Ammo
Fuego
Indigo
Yuh yuh!
I’m off of the bean
Yeah yuh!
I’m off of the lean
Yeah yuh!
I’m off of the bean
Yeah yuh!
I’m off of the lean
Yeah yuh!
Sorry huh
All I wanna play is Atari
I swerve in this bitch with a Rarri
Too many sticks we look like the Army
Smoking this Blunt got me feeling Gnarly
Shorty Japanese think she Aya kawasaki huh
Aya Kawasaki yuh
[Verse 3]
Hold up
Prada bag
LOUI belt
Chrome hearts
Purple rag
She don’t like XFG
That’s a red flag
Get me some pints wit the sprite
That’s that red sprite
The hoe be throwing it back
Yeah Her pussy tight
Got white on white
I Can’t stop at red lights (no)
Got white on white
I Can’t stop at red lights (no)
Got white on white
I’m High like a pelican
These niggas ain’t Relevant
The Weed is my medicine
Lean got me speaking with elegance
Can’t match my Adrenaline
High as fuck like a zeppelin
(yeah yuh)
Chilling rolling Smoking up a storm
So much money in the air looking like a swarm
Fashion killa yeah my hat got horns huh
Flacko pull up this that shit I was born for
That hoe tryna set me up I ain’t going for it
Nah
I fucked that bitch you better not forget
And I’m on that other shit
I’m on p30 cudder shit
(High as shit)
[Chorus]
Run it up
Run it up
We Up in Shanghai
Turn me up
Turn me up
Run it up
Run it up
Up in Shanghai
Yeah yuh
[Outro]
Fucking on your thot we in Shanghai, uh
Gas kicking in my blunt, I’m on Cloud 9
Shorty gave me face, I can’t even lie
We in Shanghai ! (Yeah yuh)
Ammo
Indigo
Fuego
Yuh yuh!
[Chorus]
Run it up
Run it up
We up in Shanghai
Turn me up
Turn me up
We up in Shanghai
Run it up
Run it up
We high in Shanghai
Yeah yuh
[Verse 1]
I was just up in the coupe
I was just up in the moon
Dirty up dirty up
Double cup mud in juice
How can I ever lose
Balenci’s all over my shoes
I’m the one she gon choose
Book a telly for us to vool
We up in Shanghai
Shorty wanna fuck tonight
She ask how I get so high
I do this shit all the time
Getting high up in Shanghai
Fucking on your thot we in Shanghai, uh
Gas kicking in my blunt, I’m on Cloud 9
Shorty gave me face, I can’t even lie
Talking shit bitch I blast the nine
Crew adapt the crime
I’m on another grind
[Verse 2]
Masion Mihara my kicks yuh
Shе was just off them sticks huh
Damn we high as shit yuh
Bitch we off thе shit aye
Ammo
Fuego
Indigo
Yuh yuh!
I’m off of the bean
Yeah yuh!
I’m off of the lean
Yeah yuh!
I’m off of the bean
Yeah yuh!
I’m off of the lean
Yeah yuh!
Sorry huh
All I wanna play is Atari
I swerve in this bitch with a Rarri
Too many sticks we look like the Army
Smoking this Blunt got me feeling Gnarly
Shorty Japanese think she Aya kawasaki huh
Aya Kawasaki yuh
[Verse 3]
Hold up
Prada bag
LOUI belt
Chrome hearts
Purple rag
She don’t like XFG
That’s a red flag
Get me some pints wit the sprite
That’s that red sprite
The hoe be throwing it back
Yeah Her pussy tight
Got white on white
I Can’t stop at red lights (no)
Got white on white
I Can’t stop at red lights (no)
Got white on white
I’m High like a pelican
These niggas ain’t Relevant
The Weed is my medicine
Lean got me speaking with elegance
Can’t match my Adrenaline
High as fuck like a zeppelin
(yeah yuh)
Chilling rolling Smoking up a storm
So much money in the air looking like a swarm
Fashion killa yeah my hat got horns huh
Flacko pull up this that shit I was born for
That hoe tryna set me up I ain’t going for it
Nah
I fucked that bitch you better not forget
And I’m on that other shit
I’m on p30 cudder shit
(High as shit)
[Chorus]
Run it up
Run it up
We Up in Shanghai
Turn me up
Turn me up
Run it up
Run it up
Up in Shanghai
Yeah yuh
[Outro]
Fucking on your thot we in Shanghai, uh
Gas kicking in my blunt, I’m on Cloud 9
Shorty gave me face, I can’t even lie
We in Shanghai ! (Yeah yuh)