Run It Up

[Intro: J-Truth]
Yeah we yeah we run it up
Yeah yeah yeah we run it up, Lets get it

[Chorus: J-Truth]
I Run It Up, I run It Up little nigga
Fucking your slut, we fucking your slut little nigga
We don't give a fuck, we don't give fuck little nigga
Turn down for what, we up In the club little nIgga 2X

[Verse 1: Marx]
I Run It Up, Im getting these bands
I'm up in the Trap, we flipping these packs
I flex With my guys, we don't give a damn
I flex Wherever I Am, You flex On The Gram
When Im on road all the hoes know me
I stunt and I flex, I jugg And finesse
Get to that money, Im chasing a check
Ain't talking bout Nike, bitches they like me
They can't get enough they showing me
They know what i do they loving the crew
This ain't nothing new, yeah, this aIn't nothing new, yeah
Flow sick Im haunted, no gym I'm balling
Your bitch be calling, on me she crawling
Shawty go all in, she want me not wallet
Pour up we All Lit, take off no rocket
Young boy I'm flossing, yeah boy Im too clean
My flow be to mean, kill tracks thats routine
Stack up all that green, pictures of thee queen
Balmain my new jeans catch shots no vaccine

[Chorus: J-Truth]
I Run It Up, I run It Up little nigga
Fucking your slut, we fucking your slut little nigga
We don't give a fuck, we don't give fuck little nigga
Turn down for what, we up In the club little nIgga 2X

[Verse 2: J-Truth]
Ever since a youngin, i been balling with my niggas
We been getting rich,we been counting bands
We spit on your mans, you know that we been hitting licks
All my brothers yeah they been grinding with me, so you know all we do is win
Only rolling with them niggas that be pulling triggers and be killing this shit
All you niggas y'all be fake, all y'all niggas y'all gon hate
Trynna take food off my plate, only real niggas relate
I been working since a youngin,we been trynna get this cake
We been taking all your bitches getting them wet like a lake
All you niggas be some pussies, i dare a pussy to come push me
Y'all the type to switch up for some pussy, im a vet and you niggas some rookies
Talking like you niggas bout that, put your money where your mouth at
Kick in the door we got find where your house at, tracks like a GG pack tell me where louds at
I'm the man where your bands at, flipping grams where your packs at I'm the shit you could laugh laugh,spend a stack get it right back Killing shit where the life at, spitting flames where the lights at
In the booth where the mic at, you in the streets where your stripes at

[Chorus: J-Truth]
I Run It Up, I run It Up little nigga
Fucking your slut, we fucking your slut little nigga
We don't give a fuck, we don't give fuck little nigga
Turn down for what, we up In the club little nIgga 2X