REDLINE Lyrics

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Big wood on me like a lumberjack

Might chop yo' main bitch

Told bro to call some hoes and he brought some white bitches back

Think her name Peyton

She said "I really love your songs!

And I really play all your tracks, my boyfriend hate it"

Tell the nigga get in line, I ain't trying to hear none of that

This shit ain't changing

Kept this shit rolling like Michelin man

They thought I went ghost I just ran that shit up and came back with the bag

Only hit once cuz that bih was too crazy forgot how to act

She called me her baby I told her she need to stay way from the crack

Baby, relax

Vegan, it ain't no meat on her plate

Tweakin', bitches you'll meet in LA

Leavin', I got some meetings in place

She did not mind if I skeet and I skate

Wasting my time with this last minute luggage I end up like fuck it I'm already late

Got the Off-White with like three or four Hudson's

The Giuseppe chukkas can't fit in the case

Yeah, uh

All my niggas gon' run it up

Three or four Benz' with some bitches inside just pulled up

Tell I'm finna run it up

Uh, walk up in the bank and I run it up

Catch me outside and I'm finna cause a scene lil bih yeah yeah I'm finna run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

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