Run Up a Check lyrics
by Rich The Kid
[Chorus: Rocket Da Goon]
Me and my n*ggas tryna run up a check
We in a trip just tryna board us a jet
You will never understand my pain and struggle
This money, oh, all I know is I gotta hustle
I pour up my pain in this dirty Fanta
I ain't in the team
Ain't doin' it front no cameras
I'm makin' plays on the backstreet in pajamas
I'm paranoia ain't gonna run around with the hammer
[Verse 1: Warhol]
(Same sh*t, n*gga)
This 4k, miss
My aim ain't perfect
Ain't no jammin'
Some n*ggas robbin'
But no touchin'
We go scammin'
Rob cooked you and me on his flight home
Ain't no scammin'
I take all on me [?]
'Til they landin'
My forces fly like presidential
Where you goin'?
Louisiana, Mardi Gras
Where they're be porn
So icy
Shorty stepping in we gotta snore
My b*tch so bad
My n*ggas love it
She be grown
She f*ck with n*ggas
I'm so thorough
I'm the chosen
I flip the script
Change up the wrist
My love for ocean