Run It Up Run It Up
(La na na)(La na na)(La da da)(La da da)
Ballin Run It Back
We waiting we watch we gotta observe
Like fuck what you heard (Like fuck)
Can't fuck with the bitch if she ain't smoking earth
She gets dropped on the curb (Gthaa)
Sipping the merc
Go back the days I felt like a nerd (I felt)
Alert my city gonna chirp like bird (Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp)
Run it up run it up all of that cash
Watch all these bitches get mad
Only thing I want is some fucking impact
Put on my for my mom and my dad
Don't know what's the path
End of the day I be smoking some gas
Breaking the limits like glass (Glass)
Love a risk when it's all up for grabs (Okay)
All on the line every day that I live
Little bad bitch and she got some good tits
Buy her drink so she'll show me the splits (Ayee)
So what is this shit
After this shit I might have to split
Cause I get home and I'm stirring the pit (Stirring it, stirring it)
Every day I be some getting grit (Okay)
Sometimes you need to rehearse
Somedays are a blessings somedays are curse (Yah)
Throw your life in reverse
Thank the people that made who you were (Ah ha)
Hop on a beat and I turn to a menace
Get out the way or gets gonna it's messy
I'm plotting houses boy I'm investing
Go get the money if you running on empty
We waiting we watch we gotta observe (Like what)
Like fuck what you heard (Okay)
Can't fuck with the bitch if she ain't smoking earth (Ah huh)
She gets dropped on the curb (She dropped)
Sipping the merc (Uh huh)
Go back the days I felt like a nerd
Alert my city gonna chirp like bird (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Run it up run it up all of that cash
Watch all these bitches get mad
Only thing I want is some fucking impact
Put on my for my mom and my dad (Put on)
Don't know what's the path (The path)
But end of the day I'll be smoking some gas (Smoking some gas)
Breaking the limits like glass (Glass)
Love a risk when it's all up for grabs
So run it run it up just how you were
That shit they talking is really absurd
Hitting this bitch from the back like a serve
Way we fly you think I'm a bird (Ahh)
So run it up run it up just how you were
That shit they talking is really absurd
Cops they be all on the search (The what)
We been steady getting fly like a bird
Ballin Run It Back
We waiting we watch we gotta observe
Like fuck what you heard (Like fuck)
Can't fuck with the bitch if she ain't smoking earth
She gets dropped on the curb (Gthaa)
Sipping the merc
Go back the days I felt like a nerd (I felt)
Alert my city gonna chirp like bird (Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp)
Run it up run it up all of that cash
Watch all these bitches get mad
Only thing I want is some fucking impact
Put on my for my mom and my dad
Don't know what's the path
End of the day I be smoking some gas
Breaking the limits like glass (Glass)
Love a risk when it's all up for grabs (Okay)
All on the line every day that I live
Little bad bitch and she got some good tits
Buy her drink so she'll show me the splits (Ayee)
So what is this shit
After this shit I might have to split
Cause I get home and I'm stirring the pit (Stirring it, stirring it)
Every day I be some getting grit (Okay)
Sometimes you need to rehearse
Somedays are a blessings somedays are curse (Yah)
Throw your life in reverse
Thank the people that made who you were (Ah ha)
Hop on a beat and I turn to a menace
Get out the way or gets gonna it's messy
I'm plotting houses boy I'm investing
Go get the money if you running on empty
We waiting we watch we gotta observe (Like what)
Like fuck what you heard (Okay)
Can't fuck with the bitch if she ain't smoking earth (Ah huh)
She gets dropped on the curb (She dropped)
Sipping the merc (Uh huh)
Go back the days I felt like a nerd
Alert my city gonna chirp like bird (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Run it up run it up all of that cash
Watch all these bitches get mad
Only thing I want is some fucking impact
Put on my for my mom and my dad (Put on)
Don't know what's the path (The path)
But end of the day I'll be smoking some gas (Smoking some gas)
Breaking the limits like glass (Glass)
Love a risk when it's all up for grabs
So run it run it up just how you were
That shit they talking is really absurd
Hitting this bitch from the back like a serve
Way we fly you think I'm a bird (Ahh)
So run it up run it up just how you were
That shit they talking is really absurd
Cops they be all on the search (The what)
We been steady getting fly like a bird
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Writer(s): Collin Jones
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