Run Up
G Bugz
Run Up Lyrics
[Hook]
Run up in your yard for the Z's and the kegs
If you don't do what I says you're getting popped in the head
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
Run up in your yard for the Z's and the kegs
If you don't do what I says you're getting popped in the head
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
[Verse 1]
And from young I always had a dream
To be thе main guy in the money making team
And now my G's, wе're on a money making scheme
I'm getting up early just to greet the fucking fiends
I said "Do you know what I mean? Do you feel what I say?"
This is for my G's making those P's everyday
I said "Do you know what I mean? Do you feel what I say?"
This is for my G's making those P's everyday
And on the block, we've got the G's, we've got the chaabis
Boys be looking fly in Louis V's and Versace's
And on the wrist we're wanting Roleys and Cartis
Inside and outside, we lock off the partys
Wanna talk about big fish, yeah I know some
Two minutes, get the street blocked off with Shoguns
If it's real beef, best know that we show guns
Gotta pull the trigger till my first finger goes numb
I said bring beef cause we don't care bro
Loaded up with the Sho-G's and Pajero's
I said bring beef cause we don't care bro
Loaded up with the Sho-G's and Pajero's
In this life all I wanna do is make dough
Probably why my teacher told me to take notes
Cause now I take notes but it's off junkies
I won't stop living this life until I'm comfy
[Hook]
Run up in your yard for the Z's and the kegs
If you don't do what I says you're getting popped in the head
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
Run up in your yard for the Z's and the kegs
If you don't do what I says you're getting popped in the head
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
[Verse 2]
The streets are hot so watch how you move on the road
But I'm still on the block, I'm still moving these O's
But there's a couple rules on the road
You best mind how you speak and you'll do as you're told
My team got them tools on the road
And we stay icy, bare jewels on the road
We went from them Q's to the O's
And my G's telling me that we're soon gonna blow
But I'm on these roads, I've got these O's
I've got a fresh batch in so I can't go home
I'm like fuck these hoes, they'll make you move slow
And it ain't how it meant to be bro but that's how it goes
I'm on that strip, just copped that brick
It's fresh off the presser, imma chop that sniff
Send a text out, let 'em know that I've got that shit
In the kitchen, make it snow and I lock that whip
And as crazy it may seem
I'm the type of guy to chase money and not chase dreams
Well I guess that's just what the streets did to me
Certain man choose to handle their things differently
And I'm always fucking with the system
I'm the suspect, I've never been the victim
Bally and gloves when I go up on a mission
Cause Bugz ain't tryna fuck up the vision
[Hook]
Run up in your yard for the Z's and the kegs
If you don't do what I says you're getting popped in the head
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
Run up in your yard for the Z's and the kegs
If you don't do what I says you're getting popped in the head
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds
We don't stop for the feds, we pop shots at the feds