Run It Up
Run it up
Say run it up
What the fuck aye
Run it up
Say roll one up
Light it up
Run it up
Yeah
It's like this man
Now Jasmine grew up kinda sheltered
She was privileged
She Daddy's Angel
Couldn't tell she up to mischief
Man he was so naive he couldn't tell the difference
He'd be in the kitchen cookin
She was in the bedroom sellin pictures
21 Pussy poppin
Makin monthly deposits
Can't no one tell her shit
Cuz if she want it she got it
She high maintenance
Only fuckin dudes that makin them commas
That's about the time she run into Robert
Now listen
He the type to come around
You don't make a sound
25. Enterprise
Boy he ran the town
She need a man to keep her lavish
Keep her up with her habits
And he was lookin for a bad bitch
That could hold him down
She gave a fuck about the lifestyle
It came with the cost
Asked no questions
She was never involved
Stayed quiet
Was his rider
He knew that bitch would never go cross em
The funds was in
She getting him off
I swear to God
They was modern time Bonnie Clyde
Every move that he would make
Man she was by his side
He want the power and the fame
Get them dollar signs
He knew it from the jump
That she was down to ride
He said
Don't get it twisted baby
I'm the man right
We gon party every night like it's our last night
She doing what he say because he got the bag right now
She just livin she addicted to the fast life
She told em baby
Cut the check
Run it Up
What the fuck
Aye
Say Run it Up
What the fuck
Aye
Say Run it Up
That what's up
Aye
Say roll one up light it up
As time moves on they inseparable still
He stayed leveling up and she obsessed with the thrill
Cocaine and Mimosas start her day
He on his hustle. Move the weight
Cleans the bread
Then invests in Real Estate
He got the system air tight
Ain't shit leaked
Outsmarting all the FEDs
This the big leagues
Doing everybody dirty
Long as he was number one
Boy you fuckin with the devil
Then that reaper gon come
You have one new voice message
First voice message
My man I'mma put it to you like this
If you don't have my shit by 12 am
I'm killing you and your bitch
They think they fuck with me
They got another thing comin
I'll send the squad to you
Get that whole bitch jumpin
I'll end your whole bloodline
Thinkin shit sweet funny
I'm a God up in this city
Ain't a soul gon touch me
They out they mind baby
Out they fuckin' mind
She told him
Papi tranquilo
Pour up a shot
The only thing we knowin how to do is win
He sipped that brown hit the blunt
You see the smoke seep right through his grin
Felt invincible
And never took heed all the warnings
Crew advised he play it safe
And that he leave before morning
But not Robert
He ain't type to go and hide and shit
He opposite
Hit the city poppin bottles bitch
He so defiant, shit
Hit the spot jumped in the ride
He feelin saucy
He told her
Jas baby girl I knew you wouldn't cross me
Looked at her and smiled
But before they reached lips
He heard that click
Felt that muzzle press right on his lid
They said
We caught you slippin
But you the man right
Say a word and this gon be your fuckin last night
Hand the keys
And the cash
And the bags right now
This the type of shit that comin with the fast life
They told em bitch
Grab your shit
Now Run it Up
What the fuck
Say Run it Up
What the fuck
Run it up
That what's up
Man fuck it
Man Load it up Light em Up
Say run it up
What the fuck aye
Run it up
Say roll one up
Light it up
Run it up
Yeah
It's like this man
Now Jasmine grew up kinda sheltered
She was privileged
She Daddy's Angel
Couldn't tell she up to mischief
Man he was so naive he couldn't tell the difference
He'd be in the kitchen cookin
She was in the bedroom sellin pictures
21 Pussy poppin
Makin monthly deposits
Can't no one tell her shit
Cuz if she want it she got it
She high maintenance
Only fuckin dudes that makin them commas
That's about the time she run into Robert
Now listen
He the type to come around
You don't make a sound
25. Enterprise
Boy he ran the town
She need a man to keep her lavish
Keep her up with her habits
And he was lookin for a bad bitch
That could hold him down
She gave a fuck about the lifestyle
It came with the cost
Asked no questions
She was never involved
Stayed quiet
Was his rider
He knew that bitch would never go cross em
The funds was in
She getting him off
I swear to God
They was modern time Bonnie Clyde
Every move that he would make
Man she was by his side
He want the power and the fame
Get them dollar signs
He knew it from the jump
That she was down to ride
He said
Don't get it twisted baby
I'm the man right
We gon party every night like it's our last night
She doing what he say because he got the bag right now
She just livin she addicted to the fast life
She told em baby
Cut the check
Run it Up
What the fuck
Aye
Say Run it Up
What the fuck
Aye
Say Run it Up
That what's up
Aye
Say roll one up light it up
As time moves on they inseparable still
He stayed leveling up and she obsessed with the thrill
Cocaine and Mimosas start her day
He on his hustle. Move the weight
Cleans the bread
Then invests in Real Estate
He got the system air tight
Ain't shit leaked
Outsmarting all the FEDs
This the big leagues
Doing everybody dirty
Long as he was number one
Boy you fuckin with the devil
Then that reaper gon come
You have one new voice message
First voice message
My man I'mma put it to you like this
If you don't have my shit by 12 am
I'm killing you and your bitch
They think they fuck with me
They got another thing comin
I'll send the squad to you
Get that whole bitch jumpin
I'll end your whole bloodline
Thinkin shit sweet funny
I'm a God up in this city
Ain't a soul gon touch me
They out they mind baby
Out they fuckin' mind
She told him
Papi tranquilo
Pour up a shot
The only thing we knowin how to do is win
He sipped that brown hit the blunt
You see the smoke seep right through his grin
Felt invincible
And never took heed all the warnings
Crew advised he play it safe
And that he leave before morning
But not Robert
He ain't type to go and hide and shit
He opposite
Hit the city poppin bottles bitch
He so defiant, shit
Hit the spot jumped in the ride
He feelin saucy
He told her
Jas baby girl I knew you wouldn't cross me
Looked at her and smiled
But before they reached lips
He heard that click
Felt that muzzle press right on his lid
They said
We caught you slippin
But you the man right
Say a word and this gon be your fuckin last night
Hand the keys
And the cash
And the bags right now
This the type of shit that comin with the fast life
They told em bitch
Grab your shit
Now Run it Up
What the fuck
Say Run it Up
What the fuck
Run it up
That what's up
Man fuck it
Man Load it up Light em Up
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Writer(s): Nicholas Harrison
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