Run It Up

A Couple bands in my cup
Ask me If I give a fuck
Getting cash I run it up
Flippin' packs I fuck it up
High off act I'm poured up
I got the plug I'm sippin' mud
What you know about us
Go ahead and test yo luck

I'm road running on a Sunday flippin' all these packs
Sippin' bricks on a Monday cant go wrong with that
I'm bustin scripts yeah I don't play I'm really on that
I'm getting cash that's all day watch me run it back
40 On me don't run away better watch yo back
Cant stand they all lame all that rap cap
You ain't poppin shit you all gay you don't got a strap
I ain't cappin' bout what I say yeah I'm spittin' facts

A Couple bands in my cup
Ask me If I give a fuck
Getting cash I run it up
Flippin' packs I fuck it up
High off act I'm poured up
I got the plug I'm sippin' mud
What you know about us
Go ahead and test yo luck

be mad cuz I'm counting all this guap
You ain't all that all you do is talk
I've been on dat 40 on me while i walk
I'd strip a straight out his shoes
Pull his bitch like what it do
this ain't nun new
Been doing dis sinc high school
All that rap cappin' we ain't koo

Wok in my cup, It's that Persian
Fucking yo bitch, got her slurping
C'mon n, you ain't murking'
Me and my n out lurking'

A Couple bands in my cup
Ask me If I give a fuck
Getting cash I run it up
Flippin' packs I fuck it up
High off act Im poured up
I got the plug Im sippin' mud
What you know about us
Go ahead and test yo luck



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Writer(s): Angel Flores
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