Run that bag up ft. Chen 1 Lyrics

Don't ask me where I'm from, you ladies know I'm a 1-3

Most times I stay up all night, I don't be gettin' no sleep

Most times I stay inside, I just be whippin' and dealin'

I take the weight out the pot, I'm doin' it right on the beat

I got the flakes of the snow, I got them shards of it

I got that product you want, I got that price that you need

I got them mils for the low, I got them pounds for the cheap

If you wanna run up your bag, you need to get up with me

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, runnin' that bag up

It's cake or die to the grave, no, they ain't fuckin' with King

I turned up with my bros, now every verse is a key

Now it's Fish scales, sixteens , I'm a hustler, by breed

C-O-D-M-G, cake rule everything around me cream

bring this cake of that to the grave

King Mike bad when I step the floors

Light' up,lighting bolts , talkin' jackpots

Every time I'm in this bitch, lot of motion dealership

Lil' baby on some portholes, the biggest dog can't court soul

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

I take the weight out the pot, I'm put it right on the bib

I've got the flakes of the snow, I got them shards of the coin

I got that product you want, I got that price that you need

I got them mils for the low, I got them pounds for the cheap

If you wanna run up your bag, you need to get up with me

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

I'ma get this money from sun up to sun down

Open 24 hours, talkin' greasy

Waffle House, dirty dialer

Clip curl like bananas

Get a bankroll every day, that's on my daily agenda

Feel like a fiend on the ground, I got a bag addiction

Get money, nigga, don't skip, fit that description

Flow so clean, you drop your food, you can still eat it

Showing signs of a goat, watch a nigga grow horns

As I stay up all night, I don't be gettin' no sleep

As I stay inside, I just be whippin' the deep

I take the weight out the pot and put it right on the beat

I got the flakes of the snow, I got them shards of the cream

I got that product you want, I got that price that you need

I got them pounds for the low, I got them pounds for the cheap

If you wanna run up your bag, you need to get up with me

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, uh-huh

Runnin' that bag up, run it up