Run It Through Lyrics

Run It Through

Run It Through

Run It Through Aye

Run It Through Aye

Run It Through ooh

Run It Through

Run It Through

Run It Through Aye

Run It Through Aye

Run It Through ooh

Run It Through hoes

Run It Through racks

Run It Through bitches

Run It Through stacks

Had a few niggas til I couldn't keep track

Then I found one with the bigger bags

Had a few woes, had a few bros

Had a few enemies only God knows

Start getting money you gone see the hate grow

I just see the gold medusa head on my clothes

I aint tripping on a broke bitch no more

I don't want no twenties in my pocket no more

I don't want that beamer it just go to slow

All I see is diamonds and I want some more

Hand in the freezer had to keep it on froze

Put it to the meter then it had me sold

Brought me to the jeweler and he bought me gold

We was in Miami and he made it slow

Said I'm the one he won't share with his bros

Now I respect it I'm only loyal

I walk around naked he like it for show

Take so many pictures his supermodel

When the bands coming in everything on hold

When the money on the line we gone take it to the goal

Got to get the bigger bag we ain't going for the average

Nigga turn into a savage you already know

Run It Through hoes

Run It Through racks

Run It Through bitches

Run It Through stacks

Had a few niggas til I couldn't keep track

Then I found one with the bigger bags

Had a few woes, had a few bros

Had a few enemies only God knows

Start getting money you gone see the hate grow

I just see the gold medusa head on my clothes

Run It Through hoes

Run It Through racks

Run It Through bitches

Run It Through stacks

Had a few niggas til I couldn't keep track

Then I found one with the bigger bags

Had a few woes, had a few bros

Had a few enemies only God knows

Start getting money you gone see the hate grow

I just see the gold medusa head on my clothes

Nine zeros to twelve zeros

Ain't fucking with a nigga he ain't got none of those

If he ain't thinking bout trying to make none of those

Then he ain't the one that'll mate with my soul

They can talk about me at least I got goals

And that's first pick going straight to the pros

Couldn't let him hit had to keep the mileage low

Cause the next nigga had more zeros

And he been getting bags ain't had no hoes

And he been getting money since 2004

Got a thing for them niggas under pressure who don't fold

Got a thing can't slip and play the game how it go

Nothing change but my whip and my ice and my clothes

Still the same I'm a claim I'm a rep Hollygrove

Get them m's in the bank and I still want more

Just like Lebron I'm going for four

Run It Through hoes

Run It Through racks

Run It Through bitches

Run It Through stacks

Had a few niggas til I couldn't keep track

Then I found one with the bigger bags

Had a few woes, had a few bros

Had a few enemies only God knows

Start getting money you gone see the hate grow

I just see the gold medusa head on my clothes

Run It Through hoes

Run It Through racks

Run It Through bitches

Run It Through stacks

Had a few niggas til I couldn't keep track

Then I found one with the bigger bags

Had a few woes, had a few bros

Had a few enemies only God knows

Start getting money you gone see the hate grow

I just see the gold medusa head on my clothes