Run It Up

We eat, we fiend, we make money
Yah, yea

I can't ride with antics, yah
I'm that guy with the talent, yea
We just tryna make shit happen, yea
You are not shit that matters, yea
I know girls in Allen, yea
I got the bad ones flyin', damn
Pussy on fleek her [?], yea
Had to shake hands with a pilot, yea
Turn your head like you hear a siren, yea
She really likes to keep things quiet, yea
Never been worried about mileage, yea
Going back and forward like a violin
I've been sippin' liquor like it's [?]
I ain't Hova but I've been making blue prints
I treat my life like a movie
I fucked her around and got a new bitch

Watch how I get it in change yuh
I get myself a new name yuh
Curting the grass in the way
I got so sick of the snakes
I don't know how to behave
I got two girls in the back
I am from London but I make her wait
Imma run it up, run it up
Flexin' on my ex like she ain't good enough
I've been mixin' spirits with my 7up
These niggas always bang me like I'm chewing gum

Change with the summer
Sick from the cash and I never recover
I need texties
I'm so blessed, I [?]
I got my mind set on the green
Told her I'll be there quarter past three
She texts back like "What do you mean"?
All of my girls are from over the seas
I walk around with a cheque on my feet
You wanna see me, then [?]
You cannot be in my places for free
Ridin' the wave like I'm colder than breeze
Get my [?] like it's college degree

Come from far
Do my dance like la la la
Hit the gin then I write my bars
Drift the whip like it's not my car
Oooh yuh
[?] wrong
Got the flow from my dogs, from my dogs
Sip the Jack then the ice rocks
Make the moves like it's not my yard

Watch how I get it in change yuh
I get myself a new name yuh
Curting the grass in the way
I got so sick of the snakes
I don't know how to behave
I got two girls in the back
I am from London but I make her wait
Imma run it up, run it up
Flexin' on my ex like she ain't good enough
I've been mixin' spirits with my 7up
These niggas always bang me like I'm chewing gum