Run It Up
I put the neighbors on
Purple brand gold jewelry
Like I put the Lakers on
Already got some Gucci collars
Leave the snakes at home
I had to set the college rules
Bae I got my paper long
Lil Debbie to these bitches
I got different hoes I'm caking on
She came in 60 seconds
But I swear she know for taking long
She take alotta long shit
Hercules my boo
I'm out here puffing on some strong shit
Got me on some gone shit
Shh shh shh
Imma say a name for what
And imma spray and aim and duck
Until then niggas put me up
Niggas thought they couldn't trust me
Cuz I went and made a trust
And I been broke my whole life
So imma say the same for what
Nigga my pockets had broke down
Until I went and made a trust
Nigga it's Mitchell on this jersey
Hope you niggas hang it up
I manifested destiny
But the shit rest was plain as fuck
And that's the reason
We don't know the niggas out praising us
Yeah
Run It Up
I'm getting paid in all ways
Til my time gone
Run It Up
I'm not the nigga
That them pussy boys can style on
Run It Up
Forever hustle
Til this money stretch a mile long
Nigga run it up
We work the winter
So the crew can fuck the summer up
And we got all these little niggas
Looking dumb as fuck
Trust funds
Tote guns
Curry for my dinner I been on a goat run
I feel like Curry in this bitch
I got paper in the shoe box
For Suburbans in this bitch
Or me to bury me a bitch
Big shit
I found a balance with the leaning
Like a rip stick
Serving powder in a baggie
Like a dipstick
Niggas faker then they rollies
Oh they tick tick
So shit we cut them niggas off
We had to snip snip
On that player ass shit
Fuck you basic ass bitch
Tried to act like you ain't zero
Jason Tatum ass bitch
Thought you was Michael with the glove
Gary Peyton ass bitch
You thought you could fuck with Baby
Jayda Wayda ass bitch
In the studio for hours
Make an album in a day
Just until I make a classic
Bitch that power shit the wave
Rock in a hard place
My niggas got me out the cave
Turn to the trap into a rave
Turn the trap into a Wraith
Run It Up
I'm getting paid in all ways
Til my time gone
Run It Up
I'm not the nigga
That them pussy boys can style on
Run It Up
Forever hustle
Til this money stretch a mile long
Nigga run it up
We work the winter
So the crew can fuck the summer up
And we got all these little niggas
Looking dumb as fuck
Purple brand gold jewelry
Like I put the Lakers on
Already got some Gucci collars
Leave the snakes at home
I had to set the college rules
Bae I got my paper long
Lil Debbie to these bitches
I got different hoes I'm caking on
She came in 60 seconds
But I swear she know for taking long
She take alotta long shit
Hercules my boo
I'm out here puffing on some strong shit
Got me on some gone shit
Shh shh shh
Imma say a name for what
And imma spray and aim and duck
Until then niggas put me up
Niggas thought they couldn't trust me
Cuz I went and made a trust
And I been broke my whole life
So imma say the same for what
Nigga my pockets had broke down
Until I went and made a trust
Nigga it's Mitchell on this jersey
Hope you niggas hang it up
I manifested destiny
But the shit rest was plain as fuck
And that's the reason
We don't know the niggas out praising us
Yeah
Run It Up
I'm getting paid in all ways
Til my time gone
Run It Up
I'm not the nigga
That them pussy boys can style on
Run It Up
Forever hustle
Til this money stretch a mile long
Nigga run it up
We work the winter
So the crew can fuck the summer up
And we got all these little niggas
Looking dumb as fuck
Trust funds
Tote guns
Curry for my dinner I been on a goat run
I feel like Curry in this bitch
I got paper in the shoe box
For Suburbans in this bitch
Or me to bury me a bitch
Big shit
I found a balance with the leaning
Like a rip stick
Serving powder in a baggie
Like a dipstick
Niggas faker then they rollies
Oh they tick tick
So shit we cut them niggas off
We had to snip snip
On that player ass shit
Fuck you basic ass bitch
Tried to act like you ain't zero
Jason Tatum ass bitch
Thought you was Michael with the glove
Gary Peyton ass bitch
You thought you could fuck with Baby
Jayda Wayda ass bitch
In the studio for hours
Make an album in a day
Just until I make a classic
Bitch that power shit the wave
Rock in a hard place
My niggas got me out the cave
Turn to the trap into a rave
Turn the trap into a Wraith
Run It Up
I'm getting paid in all ways
Til my time gone
Run It Up
I'm not the nigga
That them pussy boys can style on
Run It Up
Forever hustle
Til this money stretch a mile long
Nigga run it up
We work the winter
So the crew can fuck the summer up
And we got all these little niggas
Looking dumb as fuck
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Writer(s): Jacquarius Latimer
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