Run It Up (feat. Hilton)
Jay Makeinit
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I'm on a mission for millions F*ck that lil bitch and her feelings She think I care like I'm Tiller But we not exchanging them feelings All bout the bag and it shows I gotta go get the dough yeah I gotta go get the dough I gotta go get the dough yeah Run it up run it up Filling up the double cup Call the cops I give no fucks Got yo bitch she on my nuts Bust a nut and then I gut I leave her ass up in the pass Cause I'm steady chasing cash See the johnnies do the dash Run it run it up Imma hem it up Need the cash real fast Imma do the dash Run it run it up Imma hem it up Need the cash real fast Imma do the dash Now that I'm stacking my bread All of my niggas is fed I run up that check get the green I be sipping on lean it's codeine I been hustling tryna make a move All my homies they know what to do We gon pull up on you block And we airing them shots Double round it's take two aye All of my hittas got shots Feel like Ray Allen I am not a Chris Bosh No Thirty Four Shots inna teck Shoot at the ref and they gave me a tech Woah Sipping that poe I'm going slow Gripping that pole You don't want no smoke Getting that cash I want some more I'm on a mission for millions F*ck that lil bitch and her feelings She think I care like I'm Tiller But we not exchanging them feelings All bout the bag and it shows I gotta go get the dough yeah I gotta go get the dough I gotta go get the dough yeah I'm a young nigga with visions Chasing the money no ceilings Stay on my grind got ambitions Seeking out 200 million Try to invest in my children Imma have to go and get it Feds watching non stop Had to bust down on my block Whipping crystals in the kitchen Flip it then I wash the dishes Dish washer spinning real suspicious Clothes dryer filling up with benjis Redrum if he up in my mentions Big drum beat em up and I kick it Kick door in your house no permission Hitting licks give yo ass no commission yeah yeah Run it run it up Imma hem it up Need the cash real fast Imma do the dash Run it run it up Imma hem it up Need the cash real fast Imma do the dash All these bitches hit my phone If you ain't talking cash bitch leave me alone Don't ask for handouts when you see that I'm on Hoe get out my face please leave me alone It's finna be close closed Got the mac on my lap gotta lay low My money all colors call em pesos Lul L sliding down with a draco Sliding down with a draco Hitting hella licks like my name is Diego Cuban link Rollie bust down on a Range Rove Shining bright just like I got a halo But them devil horns form when I say so If you f*ck with me it's a case closed Hitting shooters up the pole now your face gone Now everything moving slow Run it run it up Imma hem it up Need the cash real fast Imma do the dash Run it run it up Imma hem it up Need the cash real fast Imma do the dash
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