RUNNITUP! lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, what up, bro? (Yo, what's up, gangy?)
Oh sh*t, you playing my music? Bro, I haven't heard this on car speakers yet
(Brokie, your music f*cking sucks)

[Verse 1]
I'm next up (Lil' b*tch, next up)
Yeah, I just dropped me another b*tch, now I'm flexed up (That's right)
Yeah, all this water on my neck, b*tch, and I'm dressed up (Dressed up, what?)
Ain't a lab but a blonde b*tch feel like gangsta (What?)
Rappers ain't really see the way I crept up (Okay)
Yeah, boy, I dropped an EP, I'ma rest up (Rest up sounds)
All my opps only take L's, they collect 'em (Hahaha)
Yeah, b*tch boy wanna talk, say it with yo' chest up (Yeah, chest up)
I'ma, uh, I'ma, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Run it up, run it up, get my check (Gеt my check)
Yeah, b*tch, I'm way too gassed up, I can't sleep whеn I'm laying in my bed
Said turn it up, turn it up, that's why my name is set (Okay)
Yeah, chillin' up in L.A., I'ma still swerve, I ain't got my license yet
But run it up, run it up, get my check (Get my check)
Yeah, lil' b*tch, I'm way too gassed up, I can't sleep when I'm laying in my bed
Said turn it up, turn it up, that's why my name is set (Okay)
Yeah, chillin' up in L.A., I'ma still swerve, I ain't got my license yet
[Verse 2]
Uh, ain't got my license yet, uh, but I'ma still whippin' that ho (Huh)
No I do not do that Percocet, but I be f*ckin' with sex on the low (Yeah, yeah)
f*ckin' that b*tch, she my friend, yeah, f*ckin' that b*tch, she my bro (Yeah)
And I'ma be grabbin' her pecs, uh, she want me to grab on her throat (Yeah)
I be close with your b*tch on the low
She wan' suck on my butt, on my face, on my toes
She gon' suck on my toes
I'ma hit it and then go
f*ck on that b*tch then I'ma f*ck on her blow
Yeah, I'm getting the dough, I'm countin' it mo'
My Mama said she never seen this before
I'll f*ck yo' b*tch and them I'm leaving yo' ho
I drop all my b*tches like he wanting my bros

[Chorus]
Run it up, run it up, get my check (Get my check)
Yeah, b*tch, I'm way too gassed up, I can't sleep when I'm laying in my bed
Said turn it up, turn it up, that's why my name is set (Okay)
Yeah, chillin' up in L.A., I'ma still swerve, I ain't got my license yet
But run it up, run it up, get my check (Get my check)
Lil' b*tch, I'm way too gassed up, I can't sleep when I'm laying in my bed
So turn it up, turn it up, that's why my name is set (Okay)
Chillin' up in L.A., I'ma still swerve, I ain't got my license yet (ISSBROKIE)