RAN IT UP Lyrics

Yeah, ran around the block wit a, yeah

Fuckin on yo thot, wit a, yeah

Ran up on the money, bitch I

Yea, bitch I

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Yeah, we been on the road, I'ma run it up

Sip that lean, lean, lean, it's gon fuck me up

My bitch in Ce-line, line, line

She designer up

Ain't no Baby Keem, keem, keem

But I buss her up

Yeah, hunnid bands

Uh, money dance

Yeah, hunnid bands

Uh, money dance

By the end of the year, I'ma touch a M

All these niggas talking trash, they some super-fans

Gang, gang, we gon' ball

Keep the money inside my draws

No, we ain't gon work no job

We gon' count this twenty-ball

We the new generation, uh

Why y'all mad we taking off

Wit the gang, we taking off

When I'm with yo bitch, she take it off

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