Yung Ro$o - Run It Up (feat. Swave) Lyrics

Hey Hey Hey Yeah Heyea
Yeaaaaa Yea
Round Table Shit
I aint never had shit
And they left me for dead
All I wanted to do was run it up
F*ck it
Hustled and hustled
Aint say a word
I'm shitting on em now mama uh
Pardon the terd
She say I smell a lil funky Im like pardon the purp
Pull up cash out show out then I'm gone like pardon the skurt
Pardon the hold up but I was held back with a setback
For a major comeback and now I'm running shit just like a 4 flat
Might catch me sliding through yo hood bopping like I'm Kodak
That deucey on my lap but please don't make me have to blow that
And lately I been all for cheese you can call me cojack
Im on another level with it and I think they know that
Bad bitch came with clothes on but she leaving all that at the doormat
She let us f*ck for free and tell you that you can't afford that
The underdawg yeah I was overlooked just ask TT I used to hit the stu and overcook
I left the haven just to grind and get off in them books
But my situation had me like motherf*ck them books
I'm trynna run it up
I'm trynna run it up
Hey Hey Hey
RTRTRT
They don't know
A nigga aint never had shit
Swear to God
Thats on God
Hey
Lobby running gotta run it up
Mind stayed on a million I need the bigger bucks
They bout the presidents but aint no presidents in my pockets
Got these blue hundreds and some hollows if a nigga wanna take it there
Bad red bitch call her banana split
She only f*ck with me so she can get these benefits
So late night they give me neck while I record
Then hit the lights and make her f*ck the clique
They told me ain't no rules in this game so the shit so legit
Money making and making money
Came up in the streets a young hyena money hungry
My OG told me to slow it down I hit the ground running
Sped it up said f*ck 12 if they coming
Streets outlaw big B's if they asking
Hella clips if they telling
Blaat bitch im yelling
Money dripping blood on it
Take that gun if he a felon
Stay free like yea forever
Run it up til you see millions