调:Eb minor•
Intro 1
Ebm
Cb
Abm
Ebm
Cb
Abm
Verse 1
Ebm
(bow)
Abm
Ebm
That boy really tough on his doley though
I keep a Drac', ain't no OVO
Cb
Abm
I ain't for nothin', just check my portfolio
where they bang, bang
Abm
Ebm
oh, this Glock ain't no goalie, bro
Say you 'bout what you claimin',
then show me though
Cb
Abm
One in the head, you gon' die tryna toe-to-toe
Ebm
Cb
Trench kid, no fucks, gotta run it up
Pop out, drippin' diamonds,
ooh, Bentley butter cup
Cb
Abm
Youngest out my city, keep it smooth
VVS's drippin' water, it's like a mosh pit
Cb
Abm
Really not shit, but I'm movin' like I'm hot shit
Cb
Abm
And I'ma keep on comin' with thе heat,
I'm hoggin'
Cb
Abm
Why them niggas hatin'? It defeats my noggin
Cb
Abm
Say you tryna run in these streets,
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Richard Mille, my wrist be on— (Ooh)
Cb
Abm
I done came way too far, I can't fuck it up
Ebm
Cb
I got niggas that die by the gang, gang
Abm
Ebm
Stupid, be honest, you fuck with us
Chorus 1
Cb
Abm
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Cb
Abm
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Cb
Abm
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
My money up
Verse 2
I'ma stand on the business
Abm
Ebm
I get paper in the morning when I'm wakin' up
Make my bitch get your bitch,
Abm
Ebm
Pinky ring get to singin' like Jodeci
Abm
Ebm
I see stars, I'm a star like it's 'posed to be
Abm
Ebm
Kickin' my shit like I won the World Cup
Abm
Ebm
Beat that shit down, baby girl need a crutch
Chorus 2
Run it up, run it up, run it up,
Cb
Abm
run it up, run it up, run it up, ooh
Cb
Abm
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Cb
Abm
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Cb
Abm
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
My money up
Verse 3
Ebm
Cb
I been runnin' that money up, puttin' on
Abm
Ebm
Ain't no end to this trend, it's a marathon
Different breed, I might bust down
Cb
Abm
It look like a riot, I fucked up the mall
and my whole circle, boss
Cb
Abm
Gave me some top through my Ethika draws
Cb
Abm
I lock the screw back and put erasers on 'em
Cb
Abm
Them hitters ain't renters, the tag Arizona
Cb
Abm
Shot dice for the J's, the freshest dude
You ain't gangster,
Cb
Abm
Ebm
Sold enough gas to go buy me a Texaco
Abm
Ebm
My niggas still got what you need though
Built my name from the ground,
Abm
Ebm
It's just me versus me, beefin' with myself
Chorus 3
Cb
Abm
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Cb
Abm
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Cb
Abm
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
My money up
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