Runnin’ It Up!

[Chorus: $breezy]
I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up
Yeah, I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up, up, up, up

[Verse 1: $breezy & Malley$hotCupid]
I had to get my 'lil rack
I'm getting my 'lil sack
And get the fuck out that hoe
He ain't wanna talk on my name
That choppa gon' blast and hit that little boy in his nose
I just been poppin' like perc after perc in this bitch
I'm having fun in this bitch
I got a dream so I put in the work in this bitch
And after she twerk on my dick
Hah, you won't run up
Hah, you get done up
Hot 'till the sun up
Smoke you, Marijuana
And you mad for what?
I'm just tryna get my bag up
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Malley$hotCupid]
Niggas sad for what? (Aye, aye)
In my bag goin' nuts (Aye, aye) make 'em disappear
Goin' mad, magic dust, ayе
Smoking Cookie Crisp, yeah, magic run
Huh, seeners on thе scene then he had to run
Rich as fuck so I don't ask for shit
'Cause I know I'm the one
Fuck with me then you on death row 'cause you know I'm not the one
Made a bag off of this pretty bitch 'cause-

[Chorus: $breezy & Malley$hotCupid]
I just be running it up
(Cause I) I just be running it up
(On god) I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up
Yeah, I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up
I just be running it up, up, up, up