Run It Up
Oh, woah
Oh, woah (Yeah)
Oh, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, woah (Yeah)
Oh, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, woah
Yeah, yeah, yo
I said pull up
'Cause you owe me something
I'm the type that do just what I want
Smoking shit that's finna pack a punch
You the type that's finna play with me, yeah
What you really want?
Is it the money, is it the fame?
I ain't feeling you
Tired of these hoes they always faking
Tryna get a bag off me
Whipping that Benz with the gas on E
Fuckin' her friends when I get lonely
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Tryna go
Fuck it up
Tryna prove
I'm the one
When I hop out that Benz, I'm flexing
Don't know why my ex always texting
Probably 'cause she seeing the progression
Probably 'cause she needing my attention
I won't give her none
Yeah that bitch know that I'm one of one
I'm making money it's getting long
And that bitch act like I owe her some
I told my momma we going up
We some stars in the making
She popped the X now she throwing up
Said she love me she faking
Cut her off because I'm growing up
Ain't got time for the game shit
Ain't got time for the fake shit
I'm just really tryna make it
I said pull up
'Cause you owe me something
I'm the type that do just what I want
Smoking shit that's finna pack a punch
You the type that's finna play with me, yeah
What you really want?
Is it the money, is it the fame?
I ain't feeling you
Tired of these hoes they always faking
Tryna get a bag off me
Whipping that Benz with the gas on E
Fuckin' her friends when I get lonely
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Tryna go
Fuck it up
Tryna prove
I'm the one
(I'm the one!)
Oh, woah (Yeah)
Oh, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, woah (Yeah)
Oh, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, woah
Yeah, yeah, yo
I said pull up
'Cause you owe me something
I'm the type that do just what I want
Smoking shit that's finna pack a punch
You the type that's finna play with me, yeah
What you really want?
Is it the money, is it the fame?
I ain't feeling you
Tired of these hoes they always faking
Tryna get a bag off me
Whipping that Benz with the gas on E
Fuckin' her friends when I get lonely
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Tryna go
Fuck it up
Tryna prove
I'm the one
When I hop out that Benz, I'm flexing
Don't know why my ex always texting
Probably 'cause she seeing the progression
Probably 'cause she needing my attention
I won't give her none
Yeah that bitch know that I'm one of one
I'm making money it's getting long
And that bitch act like I owe her some
I told my momma we going up
We some stars in the making
She popped the X now she throwing up
Said she love me she faking
Cut her off because I'm growing up
Ain't got time for the game shit
Ain't got time for the fake shit
I'm just really tryna make it
I said pull up
'Cause you owe me something
I'm the type that do just what I want
Smoking shit that's finna pack a punch
You the type that's finna play with me, yeah
What you really want?
Is it the money, is it the fame?
I ain't feeling you
Tired of these hoes they always faking
Tryna get a bag off me
Whipping that Benz with the gas on E
Fuckin' her friends when I get lonely
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Tryna go
Fuck it up
Tryna prove
I'm the one
(I'm the one!)
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Dick
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.