Rich Forever Music
Ran It Up
[Intro: Rich The Kid]
I told y'all I play with the keys man
I told y’all play with the keys baby nahmean
Rich on the beat one time

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I put more rings in my fingers
I got that white like Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin' I don't give a fuck
Walkin’ in trap with my banger

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
My dick in her mouth a retainer
Pull out the strap with a laser
The Goyard got racks you a hater
Ran it up, walk up with 50 racks, my pockets stuffed
I got a Glock like a ranger, walk up on me you in danger
Skrt, I was broke til’ I whipped the vert
Bend it over, thats yo bitch, I’m liftin’ up her skirt
You cuffing’ that ho like a cop, I'm bagging queens on the block
Rick owens it cost me a whole lot of guap
Ain’t fuckin' I just want the top


[Hook: Rich The Kid & Young Thug]
I put more rings in my fingers (ooh)
I got her white like Topanga (topanga)
Walkin’ in trap with my banger (walk in the trap)
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors (a mansion I don't)
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck (uh)
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger (woah)
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors (I don't)
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
Yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
If a pussy n***a hatin' I don’t give a fuck
If a pussy bitch hatin' I don’t give a shit
I'm just tryna' duck the police n***a crime shit
I'm just tryna' duck them people in them crown vics
Pour a four then slow up
Told that bitch put her clothes up
"i8" got the doors up
Sandwich on me, n***a cold cut
Recording on the back of the bus and I'm poured up, (Swear)
Make the lil bitch jump like a frog yeah n***a I told her


[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
Your main bitch the one you hate
I need that lean like a patient
I know that you said I wouldn’t make it
I'm walking Chanel, got on laces
Give a fuck about magazines, pistol came with magazines
They hating’ on me I don’t care, Fendi socks and underwear
In love with the man in the mirror
Hold up ran up a sack then brought it to the trap
We forever on the map
Breaking my wrist bring it back
The Mazi paint it matte black


[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors (I don’t!)
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck