ASAP Ferg – East Coast (feat. Remy Ma)


All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up

Turn the beat on and I fuck it up
This that East Coast, mothafucka
This that East Coast, mothafucka
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
This confessions of a lord, I’ve been sinnin’ music
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
This that East Coast, mothafucka (hahahahahahahaha)
[Bridge: A$AP Ferg]
Jump if you ready to fuck a nigga up cause he come for nigga all for nothin’
Turn the bottle like it now, ooh
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Now I killed him, they ain’t never found out
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
And it’s 0-1, now, run it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
This that East Coast, mothafucka
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
I go bad on ‘em, drop bags on ’em
I jump in the whip and say “ooh, it’s my shit” and I tell ‘em to turn it up
Raise the bottle like it now, ooh
You’re on nothin’, you so frontin’

I spaz on ’em, I gun ’em up
The bar’s low, I brung it up
I been one, you been done
Talkin for niggas saved up and the pump had the rest of them bad boys runnin’
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Suck them titties like it’s nothing, whoo
[Pre-Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
And I’m that bitch, just to sum it up
This the children of the sewer, finally winnin’ music
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Yeah
You Joe Budden, you pump it up
You fake bitch, you need to woman up
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Jump in the pit and start moshing the shit and I tell ‘em to run it up
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Dead in the middle of Little Italy
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
Said I’m too smart, gotta dumb it up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Remy Ma]
The rap book is my Bible, just repent through it
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka

Run til I fuck it up

All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Pull up on them niggas like “skrrt” in a Merc
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
And y’all hoes just stunk it up
Fuck a friend like it’s nothing, whoo
They ain’t know Remy really could just Pun it up

Threw it through the ceiling, threw a nigga off the pillar

Got a tab, bitch; tell ’em run it up
Jump cause I’m feelin’ like I’m the illest nigga, I’m the trillest and I love it
I go nuts, I mean peak on
Versace lens like it’s nothing, whoo
Yeah, Constantine
You was hatin’ when I was comin’ up
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
You a wack bitch, you a rat bitch
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up

Push the Benz like it’s nothing, whoo
Try to be down, they suckin’ up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Yeah, everyone ’bout to open this shit up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
But in real life, you bum it up
Jump if you ready to fuck this shit up and get left [?] if you thuggin’
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
On IG, you thumb it up
This that ground zero music, sit and listen to it
There’s some children down a holy thang and they let it bang cause you frontin’
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
See, these hoes be luckin’ up
Bitches really like it nothing, whoo

Fuck your tears like it’s nothing, whoo
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
Trap Lord, I’ma go until the sun is up This is Mr.
Everyone, open this fucking shit up
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Fuck what you feelin’, Trap Lord in the building
You been shoulda just hung it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up

East Coast, mothafucka (Remy Ma) Call me Mr.
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
With the lords and they with it right now
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
Got my face beat, hair done it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Intro: A$AP Ferg]
And I jerked see the bad man comin’