Pop Smoke, NAV - Run It Up lyrics

[Pop Smoke, NAV - Run It Up lyrics]

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh (Brr) , oh (Brr) , oh

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 don't never write back
I been losin' sleep just countin' up cash
Lots of bad habit's, I'm poppin' off tags
I'ma fuck the game up when I drop "Bag"
Rollin' off the pills
Two hundred 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 work
So we drive around pickin' up bags
Got pulled over, had P's in the trunk
Frost said he'd take 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
Oh

Pull up like Ace and I'm shameless
Pull up like Ace from the cleaners
I dropped two hundred on a watch
She wet, 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
I live like a king
Thirty-five carats the ring 'cause ('Cause)
Diamond cuts on my necklace
I'm so expensive
I been spendin' (Yeah)
I'm young and reckless ('Less)
I been havin', yeah
If we all gettin' money, nigga
Why are you hatin'?
(Why are you hatin'?)
If you ain't talkin' money
Change the conversation
(Change the conversation)
Niggas know my name
Ain't no false claimin'
(Oh, oh)
When I walk in the spot
Niggas know who we are
No, I ain't twirlin'
We shootin' them stars

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