Run It Up

Lyrics

[Chorus: Offset] Run it up Run it up (We got London on Da Track) Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up (Run) Run it up (Go) Run it up (Woo, woo) Run it up (Go) Run it up (Run) Run it up (Woo, woo) You ain't got enough (Go) [Verse 1: Offset] I just fucked my bitch on Sunday You ain't havin' emotion, you ain't got money I had to take me a trip out to London Gun go pow, nigga start runnin' Fuckin' his bitch so good, she hummin' Shoutout to André, payin' my homage Broke niggas make me sick to my stomach Ugh, pew, I'm 'bout to vomit Lame-ass nigga, she fuckin' the plumber I like to ball, don't got a jumper Make one call, pull up with thumpers PS2, ready to rumble Pull out the fire, like a cookie, he crumble If you go broke, then that shit make you humble Thought I would fall, but I put up them numbers Look at my dog, he a demon, got summon My bitch bangin' blood, she more gangsta than you Give him 1K when my kid losе a tooth Mathematically, I'm doin' better than you I pull up, bad bitch, shе spend the money, she cute My bitch bangin' blood, she more gangsta than you Give him 1K when my kid lose a tooth Give me my payments painted in blue Paintin' your city in red like soo-woo I come to bring all the pain in this bitch Fuck from the back, say my name in this bitch Walk in this bitch with no chain 'cause I'm rich Walk in the bank, number's big, as a glitch Give her a chain when I'm fuckin' a bitch Paid in full nigga, I be thinkin' like Mitch Yellow gold Rollie, a bottle of Cris' Pull out a M, since you hot', and you rich We havin' motion, like the ocean I can't go in her raw, where the Trojan? Chuck E. Cheese in this bitch, where's your tokens? Fuck my bitch when she leave out of yoga Hit a three in your face from the logo Come and bounce on this dick like it's pogo This a Porsche, it's electric, it's robo We go sit down and eat up at Nobo I mean Nobu You can't beat me, boy, I think I'm Goku If you try me, boy, what, I'ma hold you Man, that Glock with that switch, that's my go-to You my brother, but now I don't know you Yeah, my bitch like the sushi and tofu I don't know what them niggas done told you I'm the one, not the two, that's the old you [Chorus: Offset & Key Glock] Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up (Run) Run it up (Go) Run it up (Woo, woo) Run it up (Go) Run it up (Run) Run it up (Woo, woo) You ain't got enough (Go) Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy [Verse 2: Key Glock] If I don't do nothin', I'ma run it up I put money over hoes, it don't matter what You think I ain't got it on me, you dumb as fuck Glizock be the name, come test your luck Ballin' hard, lookin' like I hit the mega-bucks Dolph said go get the money, that's a must I'm a cutthroat nigga, don't believe in trust I got married to money, started with a crush Hoodrich nigga, my pockets stuffed Yeah, bitch, I'm loaded, baked potato Pink and yellow diamonds like Now Or Laters (Yeah) Self-made nigga, no time for favors EBK, no time for playin' Nah, nah, with nobody (Nobody) Ten toes down, no cosign (Cosign) I get shit done in no time (No time, go) Hold up, hold up (Hold up) Money on my line (Yeah) Yeah, and money on my mind (Yeah) Eight figure nigga ride with a four-five (Yeah) Young nigga plugged in (Yeah), jump drive I don't wanna hear about it, go slide I don't wanna hear about such and such The fuck, nigga? Ayy, just [Chorus: Offset & Key Glock] Run it up (Yeah) Run it up (Yeah) Run it up (Yeah) Run it up (Yeah) Run it up (Yeah) Run it up (Yeah) Run it up (Yeah) Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up You ain't got enough Run it up [Outro: Key Glock] Lying-ass nigga