Run It Up

Hit a nigga With the huugh Nice chain On yo neck Don’t get it took Bitch in yo place Where you put In the trap Bitch come And kiss the cook Burn rubber In the books Got smoke Coming out the hood Big dawg Pit bull Ain’t no pug, I Ain’t sorry He got smoked, I thought that nigga Was a wood Aye, Up sco That’s a basket, No signal On yo tv Bitch we want The static, Im that nigga With the fashion, Make um poof Disappear Like magic, No you niggas Can’t be me, But throw the A Cause I know You niggas Zee me, 4 pockets full Cause they feed me, Ran up 6 figures then I repeat Baby I can Put you on yo feet, For a very high fee I do everything But sleep, Cause who gone run it up for me Take everything but a nap, huh I can't have my eyes closed in the trap. Sell very drug expect crack, huh I just wholesaled a brick off the back huh, have a yardsale for all the hood rats, tell a bitch try and buy some time back, been sold a bitch a dream she believe that, Allblack put her on the blade where my cheese at, Naaa I'll send a hoe hiking, me and Chike pulled up in brand new nikes, went to AZ broke some bitches they was white ones, The right ones yea the good and tight ones for real Baby I can Put you on yo feet, For a very high fee I do everything But sleep, Cause who gone run it up for me