Tonart: Eb minor
Intro 1
Bm
G
Em
Bm
G
Em
Bm
I just like the sound of it
G
Em
Grr, bow, bow,
Bm
G
Em
bow Grr,
Verse 1
Bm
(bow)
G
Y'all do not know me, I shoot like I'm Kobe
Em
Bm
That boy really tough on his doley though
I keep a Drac', ain't no OVO
G
Em
I ain't for nothin', just check my portfolio
Bm
Really come from a block
where they bang, bang
G
Protect that Glock,
Em
Bm
oh, this Glock ain't no goalie, bro
Say you 'bout what you claimin',
then show me though
G
Em
One in the head, you gon' die tryna toe-to-toe
Bm
G
Trench kid, no fucks, gotta run it up
Em
If you thinkin' I'ma lose,
Bm
then you dumb as fuck
Pop out, drippin' diamonds,
ooh, Bentley butter cup
G
Em
Youngest out my city, keep it smooth
Bm
just to sum it up
G
No security, you see me, but that Glock spit
Em
Youngest nigga doin' it,
Bm
that's why I pop shit
VVS's drippin' water, it's like a mosh pit
G
Em
Really not shit, but I'm movin' like I'm hot shit
Bm
Legal money comin' in, I started off robbin'
G
True to evеrything I did,
Em
there's really no flagin'
Bm
All my shit been goin' up, lil' nigga, no dodgin'
G
Em
And I'ma keep on comin' with thе heat,
I'm hoggin'
Bm
Trench kid, glitter on the piece, stop sobbin'
G
Em
Why them niggas hatin'? It defeats my noggin
Bm
If that ain't really your beef, stop sidin'
G
Em
Say you tryna run in these streets,
Bm
stop hidin', huh
Run it up, run it up, run it up
G
Em
Niggas broke 'cause they be
Bm
on that funny stuff (Broke)
Richard Mille, my wrist be on— (Ooh)
G
Em
I done came way too far, I can't fuck it up
Bm
G
I got niggas that die by the gang, gang
Em
Bm
Stupid, be honest, you fuck with us
G
Hearin' no one can slide, I be clutchin' up
Em
Know the haters mad, they got enough of us
Chorus 1
Bm
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
G
Em
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Bm
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
G
Em
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Bm
I just stack up that money, I run it up
G
Em
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
Bm
What the fuck they gon' tell me?
My money up
G
Em
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Verse 2
Bm
Double up, run it up
G
Lamborghini with the bubble guts
Em
Got them bands and I'm flexin',
Bm
hold my muscle up
I'ma stand on the business
G
when it's time to buck
Em
Bm
I get paper in the morning when I'm wakin' up
Make my bitch get your bitch,
G
come and fuck on us
Em
Make a hit with that switch,
Bm
now my opps are dust
G
Put my racks in the wall, now it's growin' rust
Em
Diamond chain get to swangin',
Bm
they know it's us
G
They know it's me
Em
Bm
Pinky ring get to singin' like Jodeci
G
Double R and it came with a notary
Em
Bm
I see stars, I'm a star like it's 'posed to be
G
I pop bars, only way I can go to sleep
Em
When my gang needed me,
Bm
bought a hunnid Ps
G
Put the Patek on, my wrist a masterpiece
Em
Put some diamonds on her
Bm
and some double Cs
G
Fuck these niggas, I'm up
Em
Bm
Kickin' my shit like I won the World Cup
G
Start from the tip, baby, suck
Em
Bm
Beat that shit down, baby girl need a crutch
G
Hunnids keep comin', you know that's a must
Em
If you talkin' money then we can
Chorus 2
Bm
(discuss)
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
G
Em
run it up, run it up, run it up, ooh
Bm
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
G
Em
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Bm
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
G
Em
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Bm
I just stack up that money, I run it up
G
Em
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
Bm
What the fuck they gon' tell me?
My money up
G
Em
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Verse 3
Bm
G
I been runnin' that money up, puttin' on
Em
Bm
Ain't no end to this trend, it's a marathon
Different breed, I might bust down
G
a herringbone
Em
Board a flight with them racks in my carry-on
Bm
Talkin' 'bout money, you know who to call
G
Em
It look like a riot, I fucked up the mall
Bm
She diggin', have me
and my whole circle, boss
G
Em
Gave me some top through my Ethika draws
Bm
Earrings one-fifty, I'm thuggin', I'm hood
G
Em
I lock the screw back and put erasers on 'em
Bm
Wide body Daytona, bending the corner
G
Em
Them hitters ain't renters, the tag Arizona
Bm
Ain't get no diploma
G
Em
Shot dice for the J's, the freshest dude
Bm
in the schoolhouse
You ain't gangster,
G
you went, took the smooth route
Em
Ran it up, now my pockets look too stout
Bm
Never enough, man, I gotta go get some more
G
Em
Bm
Sold enough gas to go buy me a Texaco
G
Now I'm on the charts, I'm runnin' up streams
Em
Bm
My niggas still got what you need though
Built my name from the ground,
G
I ain't have no help
Em
Bm
It's just me versus me, beefin' with myself
G
It was time I woke 'em up, they overslept
Em
Run it up, run it up, still ain't out of breath
Chorus 3
Bm
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
G
Em
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Bm
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
G
Em
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Bm
I just stack up that money, I run it up
G
Em
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
Bm
What the fuck they gon' tell me?
My money up
G
Em
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Outro 1
Bm
G
Em
Bm
G
Em
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