Runnin It Up

[Intro]
(Is that SK Montana?)
(Man, I stay in high fashion)

[Chorus]
Coutin' this money, it's never a rush
I got them killers, a couple of guns
Don't play with me, I'm not one of them ones
She wanna fuck, want have my son
I was in the trap, stay whippin' it up
Throwin' them bullets, I pop out the cut
I never stop goin', runnin' it up
I never stop goin', runnin' it up

[Verse]
What you need? Let me know
I hit your block, like three in a row
Runnin' him down, he got no where to go
Jump out the car and I'm ready to blow
Jump out the car and I'm ready to squeeze
I got a baddie, stay on her knees
I'm in the trap and I'm servin' the fiends
I get it gone if you know what I mean
Uh, I'm on road with steppers
I'm on your block, I'm bendin'
I'll send my cro, he go get him
I'll send my dog, go fetch him
Just got a new 'bid, I'ma test it
If I catch him, leave nigga breathless
In the traphouse whippin' up extras
Foreign bad bitches on the regular
Gettin' money, shit, all week
And these diamonds, it ain't cheap
And I know she want ride with me
I'm in the Lane, this shit for Reekz

[Chorus]
Coutin' this money, it's never a rush
I got them killers, a couple of guns
Don't play with me, I'm not one of them ones
She wanna fuck, want have my son
I was in the trap, stay whippin' it up
Throwin' them bullets, I pop out the cut
I never stop goin', runnin' it up
I never stop goin', runnin' it up
Coutin' this money, it's never a rush
I got them killers, a couple of guns
Don't play with me, I'm not one of them ones
She wanna fuck, want have my son
I was in the trap, stay whippin' it up
Throwin' them bullets, I pop out the cut
I never stop goin', runnin' it up
I never stop goin', runnin' it up