Run It Up!

Lyrics

[Chorus] Got to get to the money from the basics Off White, diamonds on my neck like they racists Gabana on my feet, yeah, I don't need no laces Live a lavish life, baby girl you can embrace it Got me spending all the cash Blowing bands on yo' ass Going through it real fast But I'ma let it slide I'ma run my money up, baby, I don't give a fuck Money counter in my hand I'ma let it ride [Verse] I'm tryna take yo' ass to my crib Open up yo' mouth, baby you don't need a bib While I'm runnin' up my bands Baby do I get a tip? 'Cause this money in my pants Bout to make a nigga slip I got mind on my money so I need this trip I got this big Chanel bag, you can wear it by your hip Yeah, you safe with me, you can loosen up yo' grip How about I put you in this Benz, you can get it as yo' whip She gon' let me fuck I don't give a fuck Put her in a truck It's gon be a rova I'ma... to the beat Keep it lovely Got me in a drought She gon' let it out I'm tryna get alone wit ya Sitting outside on the phone wit ya Come wit ya (come with you!) Ridin' on a four to the Louis store Blowing bags money on the flow Stripper show [Chorus] Got to get to the money from the basics Off White, diamonds on my neck like they racists Gabana on my feet, yeah, I don't need no laces Live a lavish life, baby girl you can embrace it Got me spending all the cash Blowing bands on yo' ass Going through it real fast But I'ma let it slide I'ma run my money up Baby I don't give a fuck Money counter in my hand I'ma let it ride (Oh, let it ride)