Run It Up lyrics

[Intro]
Triple M on the beat

[Chorus: BOE Sosa & Philthy Rich]
She gon' run it up, she gon' run it in
I'm just a young n*gga tryna stack my Benjamins
She just left her man, don't wanna be with him
He a lame n*gga, he can't make the money flip
She gon' run it up, she gon' run it in
I'm just a young n*gga tryna stack my Benjamins (Ayy, it's Philthy, n*gga)
She just left her man, don't wanna be with him (Uh-huh)
He a lame n*gga, he can't make the money flip

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Look, nothin' like the lames, you should be ashamed (b*tch)
Once you f*ck that broke n*gga, it never be the same (Uh-uh)
Step your game up and stop f*ckin' your name up (Ayy do that)
I just knocked your bottom b*tch up in this Range truck (It's Philth)
b*tch fagged off and came back with 30K (Chump change)
Told her she can't get no di*k for like 30 days (Faggot)
2012, n*gga, I was 12 deep (Swear to God)
A dollar a day for 10 days, 120 G's (It's Philth)
Five bedroom house up at Rose Rents (Is that right?)
White b*tch checkin' traps at the Bunny Ranch (Silence)
Every pimp in the game got respect for me (Salute)
Your b*tch hit my DM, got a check for me (She do)
I don't serve n*ggas, 'less you servin' an eight deep (Hello)
That b*tch pillow talkin', that's your BFE (No BFE)
She left him to come choose in a hurry (Ayy, run it up)
You can have your chain back, I don't wear fake jewelry (Fu)
It's Philthy
[Chorus: BOE Sosa & Prezi]
She gon' run it up, she gon' run it in
I'm just a young n*gga tryna stack my Benjamins
She just left her man, don't wanna be with him
He a lame n*gga, he can't make the money flip
She gon' run it up, she gon' run it in
I'm just a young n*gga tryna stack my Benjamins
She just left her man, don't wanna be with him
He a lame n*gga, he can't make the money flip (It's Prezi)

[Verse 2: Prezi]
Your last n*gga, he was broke, baby, he ain't in my bracket
My thick, light-skin b*tch, she got a different accent
I'm built for this game and I ain't even practice
Helped my n*gga bust a play and I ain't even tax it
When you come where I'm from, you got the odds against you
Everybody ain't your people, watch who you tend to
They want my lifestyle, but it's a lot with this sh*t
He ripped up all her clothes when he got knocked for his b*tch
I'm a different breed
I'm 'bout a bag, you 'bout a b*tch, we got different needs
I don't cuff no b*tch, I let these b*tches leave
And I'm a breath of fresh air, let these b*tches breathe, huh
Bustin' plays on the road, n*gga
But the game is to be sold, not to be told, n*gga
b*tch, I'm with my brothers, I don't do the friends
She get them Benjamins, she gon' run it in
And that's a fact, n*gga
[Chorus: BOE Sosa & Pooh Hefner]
She gon' run it up, she gon' run it in
I'm just a young n*gga tryna stack my Benjamins
She just left her man, don't wanna be with him
He a lame n*gga, he can't make the money flip
She gon' run it up, she gon' run it in
I'm just a young n*gga tryna stack my Benjamins
She just left her man, don't wanna be with him (Uh-huh)
He a lame n*gga, he can't make the money flip (Hef, n*gga)

[Verse 3: Pooh Hefner]
n*gga I don't want the ho if she don't come with a payment
And I don't chase the b*tch unless her last name Franklin
n*ggas want me gone 'cause I'm rich and I'm famous
She say she wanna choose, now she speakin' my language
He a lame ass n*gga, he be jaws in the sh*t
But that ain't what I said, that's what came from her lips
But I'm first class Hef, never believe in the b*tch
So when a b*tch hand off, I just be makin' it flip
Real n*gga out the rich, I just play my position
And I don't entertain when she demandin' attention
Everything that b*tch do, she gotta ask for permission
Forgis on the whip, f*ckin' up the suspension
Before the ho ask, I let her know that it's pimpin'
So stay far away if you ain't feelin' this 'ism
'Cause I do this year 'round, all 365
And I do it from the wrist, the SF to 59, Hef
[Chorus: BOE Sosa]
She gon' run it up, she gon' run it in
I'm just a young n*gga tryna stack my Benjamins
She just left her man, don't wanna be with him
He a lame n*gga, he can't make the money flip
She gon' run it up, she gon' run it in
I'm just a young n*gga tryna stack my Benjamins
She just left her man, don't wanna be with him
He a lame n*gga, he can't make the money flip