Run It Up

Lyrics

[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands] (LiL RoN on the track, boy) RIP Dots Two dots Two dots Ayy [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] We run it up and we stack that shit up Runnin' up Better have your stick up Tuck your stuff Better put your shit up 'Cause playin' with us Boy, you better clique up [Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands] I was fifteen when my pops abandoned me Never shed a tear, that shit made a man of me (Real) Not settlin', my plan X plan B (Real) Standup nigga, understand me? (Understand me?) Mama trippin', baby, mama trippin' (Baby, mama trippin') These niggas snitchin', got me on my pimpin' (Got me on my toes) My girl bitchin' 'bout some other bitches ('Bout some other hoes) I just wanna fuck them bitches, I don't love them bitches My plug keep callin', I just spent a nigga (I just spent a nigga) My bro wanna reup, I wanna get the nigga (I wanna get the nigga) My baby gotta eat, so it's fuck your dinner Get verified on the caption, nigga, fuck your Twitter Lost twelve to the cops in your city flop 7.62s made Skywalk diddy bop (Ha) We them niggas with that work, where they supposed to shop? ('Posed to shop) Fuck the songs we drop, how many loads we dropped? [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] We run it up and we stack that shit up Runnin' up Better have your stick up Tuck your stuff Better put your shit up 'Cause playin' with us (R.I.P DaDa Winning) Boy, you better clique up (Ayy) [Verse 2: BandGang Jizzle P] I'm ten toes down, I'm all in, I need a rake (I need it) These lil' niggas idols, we still ride around with K's Ain't worried 'bout shit, I wear my ice every day and if you touch this ice Thick ice, you like a cake Flexin' on these broke-ass niggas with no bag 'Cause everybody chain cost a slab and a half (I swear) On Dots, you boys dwellin' on the past Shit, if we doin' that, let's take it back to why they mad (Why they mad?) 'Cause the feds on Roochies (Okay), dice game stupid (Okay) The buff game foolish, they don't know how we doin' it They can't stomach it (Nah), they just know we young niggas foolin' And they lost around this bitch 'cause they can't do what we doin', but ayy (Woo) We can take it back to that airport (That airport) Was beatin' on shit like a broke door (A broke door) We been one, motherfuck the score Skywalking with a low phone, me and my time forwards (Ha) [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands & BandGang Javar] We run it up and we stack that shit up Runnin' up Better have your stick up Tuck your stuff Better put your shit up 'Cause playin' with us (BandGang) Boy, you better clique up [Verse 3: BandGang Javar] You hear the pain in my voice Sore times, learned to see the bigger picture, now this shit colossal Cut the snakes out the picture like I Photoshopped it I just played it back 'round, I be photo bombin' Niggas slow, get the bag and run off on you That's gon' cost you like a bad loss Animal Control, sick the dogs on you Take you back to kindergarten, have my dogs chalk you Fuck a loss, got more bread than Greenfield Market Send your phone [?], it was all sausage They say they caught Strap while he was out walkin' But they ain't lay a finger on him, it was all talkin' Don't act surprised if you don't plan on coppin' Only time you pourin' syrup on your mama waffles Neck green from all them chains, need to see a doctor But you don't want a 'script, you'd rather borrow from your mama [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] We run it up and we stack that shit up Runnin' up Better have your stick up Tuck your stuff Better put your shit up 'Cause playin' with us Boy, you better clique up