Run it up

Been stacking like frito lay, two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H, run it up,another hundred M 's on the way un huh
Gogetta bomaye, kill em all, got no mo room got no room in the safe, in the Safe, run it Up
Been stacking like frito lay, two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H, run it up, another hundred M 's on the way ok
Gogetta bomaye, kill em all, got no mo room got no room in the safe

I'm one deep in the low low, pulling up in the four door
Dada crawling solo smoking on doe doe heading to the store to get some petro
I'm thinking, hit the cocoa loco vip im in the door for sho so
Eye's red clothes smelling like smoke nigga high to the sky fly if you ain't no so
When I'm sliding through the parking lot I'm tired flip flop in floss mode
I'm feeling good looking good turning heads crawling slow
With the trunk rumbling like thunder I'm in the big boss I hog the road
She flag me down and wrote that number she can tell young boss out of Control
Knowing that I'm oh so cold dripping wet with ten clear coats
Drop the top then I hit the block with the trunk popped for my folks
Cause looking good was my motto since back in the gap when I was broke
Now we playing with cars like toys boys on yachts and speed boats
You see the shinning of the candy and the chrome just bought
Leather and tvs no doubt making every dollar count
That's the new hummer stretched out that I fell in love with soon as I found
Gripping grain switching lanes a southern thang for down south Baby Huh

Been stacking like frito lay two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H run it up another hundred M 's on the way un huh
Gogetta bomaye kill em all got no mo room got no mo room in the safe
In the safe run it up
Been stacking like frito lay two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H run it up another hundred M 's on the way ok
Gogetta bomaye kill em all got no mo room got no mo room in the safe

I'm pulling out i'm blessed shining in my genes
Everything is what it seems im looking good on the scene
Check the inches on the screens plus the ice in my pinky ring
From Cullen to Martin Luther King I'm sitting low looking clean
Riding solo mug mean on juice hogging the lane
Diamonds dancing off the pressie as i grip my grain
Big drip like rain as I recline my top
I'm hitting switches in my drop on bitches at the bus stop
They all watch when I hit the block as I proceed to creeping slowly
She peeping like she know me maybe it's something she need to show me
So I go see she must remember me from back in the gap
But back in the gap she would've capped but she on dick now cause I rap
Perhaps or maybe she just lust for what she see
A young Gee like me on bet and mtv
Seven one three you know me baby I can't stop grinding
From a BG to an Og but still never stop shining huh

Been stacking like frito lay two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H run it up another hundred M 's on the way un huh
Gogetta bomaye kill em all got no mo room got no mo room in the safe
Been stacking like frito lay two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H run it up another hundred M 's on the way ok
Gogetta bomaye kill em all got no mo room got no mo room in the safe