DJ Chose, BeatKing - Run It Up lyrics
[DJ Chose, BeatKing - Run It Up lyrics]
Ain't too many out there that
Eating close to me
I ain't quite yet where I'm supposed to be
My first 20 grand, that was broke to me
So a young nigga
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Better there a Porsche, buy the porch out the
Tell 'em Ace of Spades, bottles I prefer it
DJ so broke, where the fuck
Where you heard that?
My bitch bad, if you shoot, she gon' it
Bank account thick, super thick
It's already big i'm just getting money
More money than your man did
'Bout to run it up
Run it up like the bleachers
If you ain't spending money
Don't be hitting me for no features
Nigga done change
Little nigga had to elevate
Came up a little, made some more moves
'bout to celebrate money kept it real
Let your people know you never fake
Go hard for the bag yeah
Young nigga get hella cake
Ain't too many out there that
Eating close to me
I ain't quite yet where I'm supposed to be
My first 20 grand, that was broke to me
So a young nigga
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Double cup with the red, I don't need no ice
Running up that paper
Could probably smash your wife
Never buy it if you can't
Afford to buy it twice
Never buy it if you can't
Afford to buy it twice
I've been stacking paper since 2010
Club God and Chose fucking
Up the streets again if she let me smash
Probably never call again
If she acting salty
I'll probably hit her friend
Had to run it up in that foreign
Switching lanes
Had to run it up, got your broad giving brain
Had to run it up, sipping grad, tipping grain
Club going, don't forget the name
So a young nigga had to run it up
So I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Eating close to me
I ain't quite yet where I'm supposed to be
My first 20 grand, that was broke to me
So a young nigga
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Better there a Porsche, buy the porch out the
Tell 'em Ace of Spades, bottles I prefer it
DJ so broke, where the fuck
Where you heard that?
My bitch bad, if you shoot, she gon' it
Bank account thick, super thick
It's already big i'm just getting money
More money than your man did
'Bout to run it up
Run it up like the bleachers
If you ain't spending money
Don't be hitting me for no features
Nigga done change
Little nigga had to elevate
Came up a little, made some more moves
'bout to celebrate money kept it real
Let your people know you never fake
Go hard for the bag yeah
Young nigga get hella cake
Ain't too many out there that
Eating close to me
I ain't quite yet where I'm supposed to be
My first 20 grand, that was broke to me
So a young nigga
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Double cup with the red, I don't need no ice
Running up that paper
Could probably smash your wife
Never buy it if you can't
Afford to buy it twice
Never buy it if you can't
Afford to buy it twice
I've been stacking paper since 2010
Club God and Chose fucking
Up the streets again if she let me smash
Probably never call again
If she acting salty
I'll probably hit her friend
Had to run it up in that foreign
Switching lanes
Had to run it up, got your broad giving brain
Had to run it up, sipping grad, tipping grain
Club going, don't forget the name
So a young nigga had to run it up
So I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up