Run It Up

B*tch, I need my pockets real fat (Aye)
I still got time for the bounce back (Aye)
Dont hit my line less its bout racks (Aye)
I stayed on my grind They didn't like that

Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Stayed down now a young n*gga yeah he coming up
Go and get another pack, Watch the money double up
Yeah I had to run it up
Run It Up!
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Stayed down now a young n*gga yeah he coming up
Go and get another pack, Watch the money double up
Yeah I had to run it up
Run it up!

They dont like it
I be feeling this shit when I write it
I got the touch like midas (yeah, yeah)
Ouu, these niggas be trippin'
F*ck with me they gone be missin'
Back on my business
Working it out, Bitch I'm all bout my fitness
Beat came from Jackpot
I put the gas in a jackpot
Well he must be smokin' that crack rock
Made my own wave like a belly flop
Stayed on my grind watch me go to the top
Ain't got no brakes I don't know how to stop
My mind filled with ideas like im Travis Scott
Stick on the drum like im playing percussion
Play around it's gone be repercussions
Pull up with sticks and them choppas bussin'
And we don't do no talking it's no discussion
Say he get money we know he bluffin'
Say he get money then show me somethin'
Came up on my own I dont owe em' nothin'
But they lookin at me like I owe em' somethin'
I don't owe them nothin'

Run It Up!
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Go and get another pack, Watch the money double up
Yeah I had to run it up
(I had to Run it up, Run it up)
Run It Up!
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Stayed down now a young n*gga yeah he coming up
Go and get another pack, Watch the money double up
Yeah I had to run it up



Credits
Writer(s): Ruth Anne Cunningham, Mich Hansen, Jonas Jeberg, Victoria Lott
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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