Run It Up

Don't

Don't run away

Though I need it right away

Money on my mind today

Don't let anything get in my way

City moves on my say so

Only count it in blue faces

We get the pesos

We'll begin the money go

I can't leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city

Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some titties

Now she treat me like I'm Diddy

Bougie now, she don't even deal wit' bums

She know the difference, that ain't real runtz

They wanna know who runnin' up the most

I don't know, shittin' me, I'm barely on the coast

Everythin' about me ultra

Ridin' for the city and I do it for the culture

Lounge chair chillin' while I sip on a mimosa

Makin' statures of the kid wit' bangers playin' out the sculpture

I heat up shit like strikin' matches light the sulfur

I rep the City right while killin' niggas like a oulster

Gettin' money while you hang with niggas like a poster

Got a black team of bosses, like we took 'em back to Tulsa

Nigga got 'em fired up and wired up

You know the way we do it bitch, you know we back to wil' it up again

Fried up and sizzled, everythin' up in these motherfuckin' streets

And get this money back and pile it up again

Tired of you niggas that be talkin' like you walkin' with your talk

But why you niggas out here lyin' to us again?

No matter where you search and try to find a duplicate

See we when we goin', see you ain't never ever findin' us again

I can't leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city

Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some titties

Now she treat me like I'm Diddy

Bougie now, she don't even deal wit' bums

She know the difference, that ain't real runtz

They wanna know who runnin' up the most

I don't know, shittin' me, I'm barely on the coast

Yeah, everybody gotta thank us

Eager for the hottest shit, got 'em kinda anxious

Got it from the bottom, now I'm friends with all the bankers

And got so much bags of money, gotta pull up with the tractors

Now witness history while sittin' in the rafters

A bible documented while I finalize the chapters

Need to get to the study it and idolize the master

By the way you shit there, let me we revitalize you bastards

Let's get back to the feel-good, the real good

The shit that serve the street

To make the meal good, now everybody follow

We do the shit the way we do it like it was the next day

Fuckin' up they future, got it packed until tomorrow

Remedy to drought but all this drip and when they slip

They try to bounce back

Lookin' for a pack that they could borrow

Fuck 'em up the bar game dangerous, Capella Grey

Bringin' back the hook and had to sing it with bravado

I can't leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city

Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some titties

Now she treat me like I'm Diddy

Bougie now, she don't even deal wit' bums

She know the difference, that ain't real runtz

They wanna know who run it up the most

I don't know, shittin' me, I'm barely on the coast