Run It Up

I'm about to blow a whole ass motha fuckin' bag I'm having fun
Bout to hit the ice box ima bust me down some
Bust down this one that one that one
Seen a couple bad bitches Ima bag me up one
If she with her best friend then I'm bringin' back some
Got two bitches in a two seater
Damn

Yeah I pull up hop in let's roll
With a pretty little thang we gon hit rodeo
Yeah we hop out cop this cop that
Bitch this ain't even put a dent in my bag

She want Chanel on her shoes
Gucci on her bag
And her belt is Gucci too
She got juicy on her ass
She got greedy on her hat
Two Gs on her shades
Want more on her titties
Greedy tatted on her ass

God damn
When I hit it from the back
While she eating out her friend
Got me feelin like the man yeah

And if I'm bored then l'm spendin' some
New crib new whip yeah I'm gettin' some
Cop a flight I ain't get no jet lag
Heading straight to the bank
We ain't lookin at the tag
We gon

Run it up
Keep up when we
Run it up
Blow a bag and
Run it up
Couple zeros
Run it up

La fama vino de repente
Se fue a mi mente
Y tu llegaste
Para hangiar
Mucho dinero de repente
Y es evidente
Que tu llegaste
Para gastar

Ella ta de moda
Y yo tengo dinero en la bolsa
Ella quiere que greedy se lo ponga
Yo le caigo ándale vámonos
Llega con su prima se lo pongo a las dos
Que quieren ándale agarra lo
Cuando están con migo yo les compro todo

Ese culo
En fashion nova
Attencion roba
Y me provoca
Se lo meto
Ay papi
Toda la noche no paramos mami
Hasta que vengas
Ay papi
Te como y nos ponemos a fumar

Baby sacala
Y prendela
La manguera de la hooka baby pasala
Y tiralo
Al cielo
El dinero que te di baby gastalo
We gon

Run it up
Keep up when we
Run it up
Blow a bag and
Run it up
Couple zeros
Run it up
Yeah

Oye
Ya tienes todo lo que quieres?
You need anything else?
No no aquí no se acaba el dinero
Wait
You want a Birkin?
Okay dale



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Writer(s): Jose Venegas
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