RUN IT UP! ft. J. Cast & RAQ Lyrics

Ross

Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding

Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding

Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding

Woo

Yeah okay

Yeah okay

Yeah okay

Yeah okay

Yeah okay

Yeah okay

Yeah okay

Yeah okay

You can't step how I step nigga these are not your feet

You can't talk how I talk nigga these are not your teeth

I'm gone load up the chopper nigga I could clear a team

I just turned my toilet purple I keep sipping on that lean

Let's go

Yeah okay

You ain't one of us

You ain't one of us

Her pussy so good I ain't wanna bust

I hit it so good left her dented up

I smoke it out the O you smoke a twenty buck

Duffle bag full of cash I ain't signing shit

Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick

Keep a rod

Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish

Run it up, run it up, run it up

Duffle bag full of cash I ain't signing shit

Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick

Keep a rod

Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish

Run it up, run it up, run it up

Hit that thot

Make it pop for a fucking ring

I seen my spot

Make a hit bitch I never miss

I'm sending shots like

Boom boom boom boom boom

Leave that pussy dead

I'm at the top you looking up to me

Boy just watch your head

I done mixed the Bape up with Supreme

You don't fuck with us what do you mean

Yeah, I got something hanging out my jeans

It's gone hit him if he talking down on me

I don't fuck with no thot

In the cup bitch it's dirty

Sticks in the cuts and my pockets gaining thirty

I eat at Nobu while your man buy you Mc flurry

Bitch I can not spend no fucking time I'm in a hurry

I just be like run it up

Pole on me shorty

She know that I'm running she see that my numbers up

She just get mad at a dozen

I love a dozen cause I know she here for the honey buns

I'm rocking that Gosha, acid tee, feel me jeans, ten on me, sticking out with a pole yeah

Fashion

I know shorty love me when she my diamonds dancing

It is always someone told the devil bout me messing

Everybody spiritual they might take me for ransom

Woo

For ransom

I don't know what you was thinking you know I keep it on me it just be tucked

I had a feeling shawty was for the streets yeah shawty ended up a slut

I had a feeling that it was love yeah now I know it was lust

Now I'm meeting bitches that know I'm just here tryna fuck

Yeah

Just trying to fuck

Now I get paid to dog over these beats and I love it yeah lil bitch I'm up

Huh

Yeah

Bitch I'm what's up

Codeine wockharedt dreaming

Fell in love with the cup

Duffel bag full of cash I ain't signing shit

Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick

Keep a rod

Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish

Run it up, run it up, run it up

Duffel bag full of cash I ain't signing shit

Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick

Keep a rod

Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish

Run it up, run it up, run it up