Run It Up {Prod. By Tristan}

Lethal

Hop out the trap w/ a bag
{hop out the trap w/ a bag}
Hop out the jag w/ a mag
{hop out the Jag w/ a mag}
Slow money if you sellin’ by the grams ?
{Why you sellin’ by the gram ? }
I cop a P, then go run up my bands
{I cop a P, then go run up my bands}

Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
{run it up, run it up}
I’m sippin’ double cup w/ a Russian slut
{w/ a Russian slut}
I’m smokin’ blunts w/ da ump tucked
{the UMP tucked}
Black Suvie Truck full of drugs &’ guns

I’m a shark sippin’ hardt, In my car w/ a scar, &’ my blunts burn bright like a motha fuckin’ star
Like, Picasso I’m an artist, &’ this bitch retarted, hoe I’m heartless, bitch I’m da hardest, I’m bouta harvest

While I’m smokin’ eatin’ steak yo’ family starvin’ me &’ gang livin’ the largest, I’m trappin’ in a mansion, while you work a 9 to 5. I’m makin’ AKMs &’ 9s, shoot you in the eye, leave ya brutalized, crucified, now the police on the ta scrutinize
Hop out the trap w/ a bag
{hop out the trap w/ a bag}
Hop out the jag w/ a mag
{hop out the Jag w/ a mag}
Slow money if you sellin’ by the grams ?
{Why you sellin’ by the gram ? }
I cop a P, then go run up my bands
{I cop a P, then go run up my bands}

Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
{run it up, run it up}
I’m sippin’ double cup w/ a Russian slut
{w/ a Russian slut}
I’m smokin’ blunts w/ da ump tucked
{the UMP tucked}
Black Suvie Truck full of drugs &’ guns

Tell me right now boy is you finsta pull up, you can pull up, &’ feel my all black rugar, whole Gang posted on the block, w/ a tooka
I’m a ruler, you a loser, fuck yo’ bitch once then I made that bitch looser, I keep it real in the field, dressed in all black ready ta off a storm trooper, fo’ the mula, pull off in an orange coupe, gettin’ higher than a buddah, I made it hallelujah

Hop out the trap w/ a bag
{hop out the trap w/ a bag}
Hop out the jag w/ a mag
{hop out the Jag w/ a mag}
Slow money if you sellin’ by the grams ?
{Why you sellin’ by the gram ? }
I cop a P, then go run up my bands
{I cop a P, then go run up my bands}
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
{run it up, run it up}
I’m sippin’ double cup w/ a Russian slut
{w/ a Russian slut}
I’m smokin’ blunts w/ da ump tucked
{the UMP tucked}
Black Suvie Truck full of drugs &’ guns

Lethal x2