Run It Up

Babygirl I run it up
She wanna see what that cash bout
I get the money the cash route
Said i was done but i back now
She said she just tryna fuck
This shit is getting so sad now
They tryna feen for the bag now
We get it up put ya ass down

Everyday litt in the club
Bitches they see me they assed out
They tryna stunt with they ass out
Shake it then move it and put it right back down
Now that we winning we up
Groupies be all on the back now
You niggas asking for handouts
No nigga you was just flexing with racks out
Shit getting crazy its stupid
Niggas go broke just to flex with a cuban
Thotties all over my body
Before i was up they would look and then act like they clueless
Ion got trust for nobody
Gang right beside me
They look and then take cause they ruthless
I can't just fuck anybody
Bread on my mind
I get checks just to focus on music

Look at me now i done came up
(Came from nothing)
(Came from nothing)
Niggas that doubted me say that there proud of me
I can distinguish the fake love
Oh you a dub get from round me
Not my brodie
Not my brodie
Say i could do it
But thought that i didn't
These niggas be up when you down see

Babygirl I run it up
She wanna see what that cash bout
I get the money the cash route
Said i was done but im good and im back now
She said she just tryna fuck
This shit is getting so sad now
They tryna feen for the bag now
We get it up put ya mf ass down

Lil nigga try me you stupid
I got a hope i dont lose it
We get it poppin then bodies be droppin i load out the chop and they clueless
Oh thats ya mans nigga who this?
The hottest young artist the newest
Wavey been plotting i know that they watching but wait till they hear all my new shit
I get it cooking you knew this
And all of my newest exclusives
I got a bunch of the flows in the stash but these artist can't wait till i use it
They tryna hear all my music
Cause most of my flows be the smoothest
He singing and rapping but making shit active
And all of the tracks be some true shit

Babygirl I run it up
She wanna see what that cash bout
I get the money the cash route
Said i was done but im good and im back now
Uh
She said she just tryna fuck
This shit is getting so sad now
They tryna feen for the bag now
We get it up put ya mf ass down

Like back down smack down you saying you tough but niggas ain ever on shit
I gotta pump in the trunk and its loaded for any nigga wishing hate on the kid
Most of my kin be some rastas we rollup with grabba we never got fond of rolling strips
And bitches be causing me problems i gotta move wiser these niggas be talking out they lips
Yeah they just be talking out they jibbs
The money be done and then they dip
Smoke up a pack and then i relax only rollin deadys from the zip yeah
I stay on my grind I know it take time to shine but baby i did that
Lil mama so fine like wine ill taste on ha body i call her my kit kat
Bro ...coppin the big pack yeah
Cause we getting lit back yeah
Oh thats ya girl, she leaving with me cause she wanna a big bag yeah
I know i did that yeah
Coppin the big pack yeah
Oh thats ya girl she leavin with me cause she wanna big bag yeah