Run My Sack Up 2

[Intro]

(Cook that shit up, Quay)

[Chorus]

Imma, fuck a sack up, by causin’ actup

Sixteen years old when I first seen bro pour that ACT up

Road rage shawty, switchin’ lanes, doin’ dash

Imma never stop showin’ my ass

Finna run my sack up on y’all

Gotta run my sack up on y’all

Gotta run my sack up on y’all

Run my sack up on y’all

[Verse 1]

I been broke, I did not always have, all the hope

I know what it feels like, to share yo’ clothes

Summer nights, summer fights, runnin’ lights

From police, naughty fleece

At my shows, I see more white, than black like piano keys

I don’t mind, twenty dubs, let em’ fly, let em’ fly

Let em’ fly, woah

[Chorus]

Imma, fuck a sack up, by causin’ actup

Sixteen years old when I first seen bro pour that ACT up

Road rage shawty, switchin’ lanes, doin’ dash

Imma never stop showin’ my ass

Finna run my sack up on y’all

Gotta run my sack up on y’all

Gotta run my sack up on y’all

Run my sack up on y’all

[Verse 2]

I never thought that I would see ten million this fast (Whew)

I gotta thank God he had my back

I ride with my bitch she hold my racks

I ride with my bitch she hold my strap

Thankful I ain’t never have to trap

I grew up pretty good, it was solid

I was in all class at my college

I dropped out with a plan, now I’m the money man

Hundred grand, on my hand

Got them boogers in the face, did the race

[Chorus]

Imma, fuck a sack up, by causin’ actup

Sixteen years old when I first seen bro pour that ACT up

Road rage shawty, switchin’ lanes, doin’ dash

Imma never stop showin’ my ass

Finna run my sack up on y’all

Gotta run my sack up on y’all

Gotta run my sack up on y’all

Run my sack up on y’all