Run It Up Lyrics

Ayy, Nick, you goin' crazy

Yes, I was broke, I had to run it up, uh

Too turnt gang no yall can't fuck with us, come on

When I hit the road, you know I fuck it up, let's go

And I ain't stopping until I'm 500 up

200 plus, 500 some I had no choice but to run it up

For all the guys that's dead and gone For them, yeah, I'm gone live it up

I'm with yo bitch yall on the phone She in the crib getting her shit stuffed

I get my nut then I'll be gone Before I leave, she suck it up

Don't get mad, that's my lil' hoe For me, she just a bigger slut

Quagen in my pop, I'm sippin' lean Don't ask what's in my cup

Couldn't get no conversation in middle school Now she gon' let me fuck

That pussy got me reminiscing

Me and O like Edge and Christian

Lay away ain't have no pape I Had to wait like every Christmas

Pops a whoop my ass when I come home Cause I ain't know how to pay attention

Used to fight every time, I went to school Suspended, I had bad attendance

These niggas broke you bitches hoes you couldn't even pay for my attention

Sipping Lean while on the road On the way home, bro almost crashed the rental

Police flick then I'ma dip Like fuck this shit, I'm just gon' smash the pedal

Ed bitch, that just what you is If you think that you special

Head bitch, she came and put it on me and had the wackest mental

I'm in the raq with all my niggas I'm with Von, but he ain't from the o

They on my sack or am I gifted all my bitches say I'm gonna blow

Found out your bitch was out here fucking can't get mad, lil' bro You should've known

Bow my head down send some prayers up just got a call from my nigga Rone

Bitch, don't tell me when to leave after we fucked already was finna go

Go out of state to catch a breeze I fuckin' hate when Michigan get cold

Played my music when we fucked she tell me AB you just touched my soul

Stick to business like I stepped in gum wait a second Let me check my soles

Yes, I was broke, I had to run it up, uh

Too turnt gang no yall can't fuck with us, come on

When I hit the road you know I fuck it up, let's go

And I ain't stopping till I'm five hundred up

Two hundred plus, five hundred some

I had no choice but to run it up

For all the guys that's dead and gone For them, yeah, I'ma go live it up

She like my smell, YSL cologne From the look in her eyes, she gon' let me fuck

Don't come around, asking what I'm on

Even with some money, won't be turnt as us

Uh, aye turn me up

Man, come on, come on

Aint spending the night I won't be here For when your man get home

All about my business For them Benjamin's, I been standing strong

Won't take no hand outs Bitch, we grown now I like to stand alone

Ain't have no big homies Lil' bro, wants some gam I'ma teach him some

Walking with that stick on em when the money Call, he ain't living it home

No, he ain't rich homie Feel the type of way If you say something wrong

Don't put no bitch on em Tryna set the play he get her gone

Yeah, I saw what's broke I had to run it up, uh

Too turnt gang Nah, yall cant fuck with us, Come on

When I hit the road know I'm gone fuck it up, let's go

And I ain't stopping Till I'm five hundred up