(Hook)
So icey boys
And we sliding down the free way
Ron get the guap hit my phone
Like what’s the damn play
Hating need to stop
Cuz I do this shit like everyday
Shawty so thick twerkin on me
She got hella cake
Gotta run it up
Don’t lose your patience
Gotta run it up
Fuck em if they hatin
Gotta run it up
No hesitation
It don’t make sense

(Verse 1 Young Joseph)

Tell me why it don’t make sense
Spending green just to make it
Flexin on em they hate it i know
Counting up my patience
Counting up my patience
Counting up my patience
I know
Run this shit
Swag my closet
Vlone hoodie
Shit I gotta rock it
Got the gosha on me
And I’m really flexing
I feel like I’m flexing
I be really

(Hook)

So icey boys
And we sliding down the free way
Ron get the guap hit my phone
Like what’s the damn play
Hating need to stop
Cuz I do this shit like everyday
Shawty so thick twerkin on me
She got hella cake
Gotta run it up
Don’t lose your patience
Gotta run it up
Fuck em if they hatin
Gotta run it up
No hesitation
It don’t make sense
(Verse 2 Ron$oCold)
Ima run it up
2 double cups
And they full of meds
Put some money on your head
We got Glocks
Fill your stomach up with lead
Money calling, i pick up
Bad bitch with c cups
N***as hating wanna be us
But they ain’t gang
Riding round let that clip hang
Sound like chief keef
It go bang bang
N***as ain’t gang
I could never hate
Ima run it up
Ima run it up

(Hook)
So icey boys
And we sliding down the free way
Ron get the guap hit my phone
Like what’s the damn play
Hating need to stop
Cuz I do this shit like everyday
Shawty so thick twerkin on me
She got hella cake
Gotta run it up
Don’t lose your patience
Gotta run it up
Fuck em if they hatin
Gotta run it up
No hesitation
It don’t make sense