Run It Up
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Yeah, Yeah, yeah We got the brand new chains We had to cop no brain Jumpin' off stage, we rage She love to touch my braids She wanna do lotta things I cannot miss on the text Sometimes we do it for flex, yeah Sometimes we do it for net, yeah Your worth is less than a Tesla Your bitch is about to neck ya We run it up, wrap it up, pack it up, stack it up All that from the first day since They foldin', they turnin' on you in the process They don't how much hard it gets I pray to the God, he's the one I can trust So I confess him all of my sins I'm chasin' the bag to f*ck up all the limits To see the world through prada lens I'm gonna cut your waves Wavy all inside my veins I cannot rest, still stressed Sippin' on wock, no test Passin' the cup, we next Throwin' them bags 'cause we fresh I'm bout to jump outta scene into moshpit She's gonna like it, she's got lotta ass She bout to throw it and I'm gonna watch it I'm goin up then she's starting to dance, yeah, yeah Pick it up, pick it up, landed in France, yeah, yeah I bought her Gucci, I bought her Chanel I'm gonna fly her and do it again If I'm feelin' anxious I'm poppin' xan I'm bout to drown myself in my soda can You cannot tell me what can I and can't, yeah Yeah, we on some shit, that's our type Got mad numbers on my account This shit bigger than whole your life Sometimes I feel undefeated They all wish me I succeded 'Preciate, but don't need it Think I'm just gonna go rollin' with it We got the brand new chains We had to cop no brain Jumpin' off stage, we rage She love to touch my braids She wanna do lotta things I cannot miss on the text Sometimes we do it for flex, yeah Sometimes we do it for net, yeah Your worth is less than a Tesla Your bitch is about to neck ya We run it up, wrap it up, pack it up, stack it up All that from the first day since They foldin', they turnin' on you in the process They don't how much hard it gets I pray to the God, he's the one I can trust So I confess him all of my sins I'm chasin' the bag to f*ck up all the limits To see the world through prada lens Yeah I just copped cartier lens today, yeah (ah) We run it up, we keep it tucked Choppa 'bove your head, okay, yeah F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up in L.A., yeah Double cup, I pour it up, I hit up my a bay bay Ha, ha, carat for the funds I'm in Cabo havin' fun No locations, gotta run, yeah Pop a tesla, we gon' stun Charger 0 to 60 to one second Follow my gang, we goin' medics Run it up folks, we're goin' platinums Yeaaah, yeah Pull with the gang Haters to stay Countin' racks Ridin' a tank A million a day Left it in bank, yeah We got the brand new chains We had to cop no brain Jumpin' off stage, we rage She love to touch my braids She wanna do lotta things I cannot miss on the text Sometimes we do it for flex, yeah Sometimes we do it for net, yeah Your worth is less than a Tesla Your bitch is about to neck ya We run it up, wrap it up, pack it up, stack it up All that from the first day since They foldin', they turnin' on you in the process They don't how much hard it gets I pray to the God, he's the one I can trust So I confess him all of my sins I'm chasin' the bag to f*ck up all the limits, To see the world through prada lens
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