Run It Up

Nigga know I got them racks
Run it up run it up
I'm just tryna get a bag
Run it up Run it up
Nigga know my pockets fat
I'm just tryna pop some tags
Im just tryna get it back
Run it up run it up
Run it up run it up
Run it up run it up
Nigga know my pockets fat
I'm just tryna pop some tags
Im just tryna get a bag
Run it up run it up

Runnin' up a check runnin up some figures
Bustin down the zone cookin' up a chicken
Nigga had them birds served em by the pigeon
Stackin' all this bread bust it through the ceilin
Fuck it yeah i want it all
My Niggas they ride for the cause
Careful don't play with a boss
Dis draco will shoot through a wall
Wanna fuck me with the chains on
Off the henny on the molly
Swervin smokin on the back road so i had to let her top me
Stackin this bread stayin low key
Don't fuck with them snakes they too dirty
The reason i'm grippin this 30
Know i stay grippin this 30
Nigga fell off then he came up
Couple stumbles on the way up
Too much hatin my rear view
So i had to switch my lane up
Cause I been grindin stackin paper
Stayed down then i came up
Got them passin different flavors
Pussy Niggas get ya weight up

Nigga know I got them racks
Run it up run it up
I'm just tryna get a bag
Run it up Run it up
Nigga know my pockets fat
I'm just tryna pop some tags
Im just tryna get it back
Run it up run it up
Run it up run it up
Run it up run it up
Nigga know my pockets fat
I'm just tryna pop some tags
Im just tryna get a bag
Run it up run it up



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Writer(s): Mark Goodjohn
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