Run It Up
(Eddie Gianni, Skywalker)
(No talking gang, slime time shit)
I run it up, what you do with yo' life
This hoe on my dick, but she not my type
We keeping that pipe, we not gone fight
This not a game, don't play with yo' life
I'm jugging these niggas, I got no option
Don't come at me wrong, come with some caution
We moving that work, like it's a auction
We moving in silence, we don't need no talking
That boy is so lame, he wanna be me
I'm taxing you niggas, won't do shit for free
Like DJ Khaled, I got the key
Stop internet beefing, stop sending me tweets
My niggas eqipped, we too elite
No internet beef, we can just meet
(Fye that shit up, Skywalker)
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up, yeah
He talk down, where that sack, we gone take that
Pull up on his block, leave that little nigga all flat
I feel just like Serena, ha young nigga playing with them racks
All of my niggas on go, all of my niggas we all on go
I know I got money, but I need some more
I hit the block, turn a deuce to a four
I got guap, Ksubi the jeans
Hold up wait
I got guap, the blue and the green
We got poles and we on the scene
Number nine, mix it with the Supreme, go
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up, yeah
Shoutout Gianni
(Eddie Gianni, Skywalker)
(No talking gang, slime time shit)
I run it up, what you do with yo' life
This hoe on my dick, but she not my type
We keeping that pipe, we not gone fight
This not a game, don't play with yo' life
I'm jugging these niggas, I got no option
Don't come at me wrong, come with some caution
We moving that work, like it's a auction
We moving in silence, we don't need no talking
That boy is so lame, he wanna be me
I'm taxing you niggas, won't do shit for free
Like DJ Khaled, I got the key
Stop internet beefing, stop sending me tweets
My niggas eqipped, we too elite
No internet beef, we can just meet
(Fye that shit up, Skywalker)
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up, yeah
He talk down, where that sack, we gone take that
Pull up on his block, leave that little nigga all flat
I feel just like Serena, ha young nigga playing with them racks
All of my niggas on go, all of my niggas we all on go
I know I got money, but I need some more
I hit the block, turn a deuce to a four
I got guap, Ksubi the jeans
Hold up wait
I got guap, the blue and the green
We got poles and we on the scene
Number nine, mix it with the Supreme, go
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up
I run it up, I run it up, yeah
Shoutout Gianni
(Eddie Gianni, Skywalker)
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Writer(s): Thomas Drummond
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