Run It Up

Did it by myself I didn't need no help
Bitch I am the champ I should get a belt
He was talking down left him in a drought
Bet he gone think twice before he run his mouth
All these bitches on me I don't want them wow
They tryna compete but they should throw the towel
I made a killing running in and out
To run it up swear it took awhile

Walk into the venue and they choosing up
She said she love my style and all my flows is tough
Phone been going crazy I can't sleep enough
Got my baby mad I ain't got time to fuck
Yeah thumbing through these racks I got straight out the mud
And Im talking all cash let me meet the plug
Fuck it I might chop his hand off he don't show me love
Swear I did it by myself I don't believe in luck

Did it by myself I didn't need no help
Bitch I am the champ I should get a belt
He was talking down left him in a drought
Bet he gone think twice before he run his mouth
All these bitches on me I don't want them wow
They tryna compete but they should throw the towel
I made a killing running in and out
To run it up swear it took awhile

Aye
To run it up swear it took a while
They ain't feel me when I said it bet they feel me now
Niggas copy like the seasons how I switch my style
Got too many reasons why I'm by myself
And I'll break the bank with all the cards I'm dealt
Aye I showed her all my music swear to god she felt
I'm already lit bitch I don't need no belt
And my brother got a chopper and it cashing shells

Did it by myself I didn't need no help
Bitch I am the champ I should get a belt
He was talking down left him in a drought
Bet he gone think twice before he run his mouth
All these bitches on me I don't want them wow
They tryna compete but they should throw the towel
I made a killing running in and out
To run it up swear it took awhile



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Writer(s): Rico Quinones
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