Run It Up

Got more ice than a skatin’ rink, think I need my mink, gotta bundle up (Mink)
Take my chain, watch the news next week, you gon’ see dead bodies turnin’ up (Bah, bah)
Poppin’ this molly got me grindin’ at night, got some porcelain teeth, I done fucked ’em up (Fucked ’em up)
I was eighteen with a pound of weed, I was baggin’ up dimes at the back of the bus
Hidin’ from me, throwin’ dirt on my name, you gon’ fuck around, get your homeboy touched (Bah, bah, bah)
Goin’ in the fridge, I ain’t lookin’ for a Sunny D, I just want the purple stuff
Upgraded me to a diamond account, I been gettin’ bitches, fillin’ up Uber trucks
Sal said that he got another million-dollar check for me, I told him to run it up, run it up

Say you want smoke, we’ll turn you to a pack
Take a hood girl and I turn her to a brat
Rap game fake, it’s hard to adapt
Everything they talk ’bout is cap, cap, cap
Textin’ my phone, I’ll never write back
I been losin’ sleep just countin’ up cash
Lots of bad habits, I’m poppin’ off tags
I’ma fuck the game up when I drop “Bag”
Rollin’ off the pills
Two hunnid on the dash, I’ma bend the corner, I almost crashed
Got everythin’ that I need
If I see somethin’ else that I want, I’ma buy it in cash
We was dead broke
We ain’t had no money for the works, so we drive around pickin’ up bags
Got pulled over, had Ps in the trunk
‘Fore I sell it to the charge, but they gave us a pass

Got more ice than a skatin’ rink, think I need my mink, gotta bundle up (Mink)
Take my chain, watch the news next week, you gon’ see dead bodies turnin’ up (Bah, bah)
Poppin’ this molly got me grindin’ at night, got some porcelain teeth, I done fucked ’em up (Fucked ’em up)
I was eighteen with a pound of weed, I was baggin’ up dimes at the back of the bus
Hidin’ from me, throwin’ dirt on my name, you gon’ fuck around, get your homeboy touched (Bah, bah, bah)
Goin’ in the fridge, I ain’t lookin’ for a Sunny D, I just want the purple stuff
Upgraded me to a diamond account, I been gettin’ bitches, fillin’ up Uber trucks
Sal said that he got another million-dollar check for me, I told him to run it up, run it up

Oh (Oh, oh)
Oh
Oh
Pull up like you should’ve seen this
Pull up like you seen the cleanest
I dropped two-hunnid on her ass
She aquafina, yeah
Me and NAV in the Bugatti
Movin’ too hotty (Movin’ too hotty)
‘Cause we came from the bottom (The bottom)
Now we solvin’ all our problems (Our problems)
Crib got five stories, yeah it look like a king
Twenty-four karats the room ’cause (Cause)
Diamonds cut on my necklace
I’m so expensive
I been spendin’ (Yeah)
I’m young and reckless (‘Less)
If you’re gettin’ money nigga, why you hatin’? (Why you hatin’?)
If you ain’t talkin’ money, change the conversation (Change the conversation)
Niggas know my name ain’t no false claim (Oh, oh)
When I walk in the spot, niggas know how we roll
[?] we shootin’ them stars
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Run It Up Lyrics

Good Intentions (Album):

1- Good Intentions (Intro)
2- No Debate (Ft. Young Thug)
3- My Business (Ft. Future)
4- Turks by NAV & Gunna (Ft. Travis Scott)
5- Brown Boy (Good Intentions)
6- Status (Ft. Lil Uzi Vert)
7- Codeine (Ft. Gunna)
8- Saint Laurenttt
9- Coast to Coast
10- Run It Up (Ft. Pop Smoke)
11- Spend It (Ft. Young Thug)
12- Recap (Ft. Don Toliver)
13- She Hurtin
14- Overdose
15- Did You Wrong
16- My Space
17- No Ice (Ft. Lil Durk)
18- Proud of Me?