[Chorus]
'Bout to run my shit up, fuck that lack, that ain't it
Runnin' to this bag, get this check, then it's lit
'Bout to run my shit up, get that bag, then it's lit
Runnin' to that bag, get this check, then it's lit (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse]
Bitch, I got my check up, lil' n***a run that, back up
Got your lil' ho on my dick, wearin' make-up
Get the shit off of me, bitch, I ain't [?]
Got your lil' ho on shit like [?]
Ayy, yup, bitch I ain't no plug
Gucci and Fendi, yeah, I'm fuckin' n***as up
Runnin' through these bitches like these motherfuckers Uggs
I just need these methods for this money and these drugs
These n***as and these hoes, they suck
These n***as and they songs, ha
These n***as got me fucked up
I know I'm 'bout to blow up

[Chorus]
'Bout to run my shit up, fuck that lack, that ain't it
Runnin' to this bag, get this check, then it's lit
'Bout to run my shit up, get that bag, then it's lit
Runnin' to that bag, get this check, then it's lit