Run It Up Lyrics

Oh, woah

Oh, woah (yeah)

Oh, woah (yeah, yeah)

Oh, woah (yeah)

Oh, woah (yeah, yeah)

Oh, woah

Yeah, yeah, yo

I said pull up

'Cause you owe me something

I'm the type that do just what I want

Smoking shit that's finna pack a punch

You the type that's finna play with me, yeah

What you really want?

Is it the money, is it the fame?

I ain't feeling you

Tired of these hoes they always faking

Tryna get a bag off me

Whipping that Benz with the gas on E

Fuckin' her friends when I get lonely

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Tryna go

Fuck it up

Tryna prove

I'm the one

When I hop out that Benz, I'm flexing

Don't know why my ex always texting

Probably 'cause she seeing the progression

Probably 'cause she needing my attention

I won't give her none

Yeah that bitch know that I'm 1 of 1

I'm making money it's getting long

And that bitch act like I owe her some

I told my momma we going up

We some stars in the making

She popped the X now she throwing up

Said she love me she faking

Cut her off because I'm growing up

Ain't got time for the game shit

Ain't got time for the fake shit

I'm just really tryna make it

I said pull up

'Cause you owe me something

I'm the type that do just what I want

Smoking shit that's finna pack a punch

You the type that's finna play with me, yeah

What you really want?

Is it the money, is it the fame?

I ain't feeling you

Tired of these hoes they always faking

Tryna get a bag off me

Whipping that Benz with the gas on E

Fuckin' her friends when I get lonely

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Tryna go

Fuck it up

Tryna prove

I'm the one

(I'm the one!)