Ran Up

Ran up a check in no time
We ran up a check in
Get to that money cant waste time
We get to that money

Ran up a check in no time
Get to the money can't waste time
Remember the days I ain't have a dime
We'll Push ya shi back like a hairline
We got 40. Glocks and nines
Bad bitxh yeah she fine
Put tha dick in her spine
Pop out at the right time

I'll pop out when I really want to
Sippin slowly on sum bumbu
Just like a cookie these niggas gon crumble
Droppin tha ball them niggas fumble
My niggas Royal you kno they gon rumble
Daytona teach a nigga to be humble
I just spent 150 right out tha spot
This lil hoe a lizard she not at a lot
Internet scams I tell him come shop
If U tellin to much ya ass get blocked
If nigga press smoke then ya ass get popped
Runnin up bandz you kno I can't stop
I just been ballin I see why they hatin
I Took vacation yea I'm out the nation
I'm living tha life yea this shi is amazing
If nots about money just stop Wht u sayin
Cant fvck with no hoe you know they be dirty
My gun hold 30 it'll splash like Curry
My girl so bad I just bought her a purse
You play wit my son put you in the dirt
Get smoked like sum kush Thts Purp
Ain't speaking to much just like I'm ferb
When I'm tell the truth your feelings be hurt
So much green like a field like turf

Ran up a check in no time
Get to the money can't waste time
Remember the days I ain't have a dime
We'll push ya shi back like a hairline
We got 40. Glocks and nines
Got a bad bih yeah she fine
Put tha dick in her spine
Pop out at the right time

Dick made her crazy think I did a spell
Not a thing at the scene cause we dnt leave shells
Pour up sum sprite
My neck it got ice
Look at my wrist yea my be diamonds fighting
All this drip You know I'm stylish
You cant see a thing my life on private
Get on the jet yunno that we flying
We just spent a bag on a foreign island
On tha blocks trynna handle the business
Copped a stick that thang is to wicked
Ice on my neck yeah it cost me a ticket
Make a girl wet make her get real sticky
Caught em in tha trap I aint talkin bout micky
Wont get any girl cause yunno tht I'm picky
Hit it from the back like her name Ricky
Put him in the plot now it got to tricky
Cant fvck wit the bitches you know they be messy
Kick tht hoe out like Lionel messi
Build up the game just like it's Tetris
Like OG lil Nigga U guessed it
Blue cheese on me just like I am dressing
Sent him to hell he ain't going to heaven
Go to tha church gotta talk to tha reverend
Fye Fye fye this bih a 5.7

Ran up a check in no time
Get to the money can't waste time
Remember the days I ain't have a dime
We'll push ya shi back like a hairline
We got 40. Glocks and nines
Got a bad bih yeah she fine
Put tha dick in her spine
Pop out at the right time



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Writer(s): Paul Watley
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