Run It (feat. Smiggz)

Yeah, I'm just tryna roll up, baby, roll up, baby

Just tryna get my dough up, baby, dough up, baby

We ship it out and pray it show up, if it show up, baby

We celebrate, go on and pour up, baby, yeah

Yeah, I'm just tryna roll up, baby, roll up, baby

Just tryna get my dough up, baby, dough up, baby

We ship it out and pray it show up, if it show up, baby

We celebrate, go on and pour up, baby, yeah

Yeah, this that big Bay whale shit

Back in the day when I used to had to mail it

Pissin' for my PO, knowin' I would fail it

Sick of the system, tired of that jail shit

Cereal, milk, got the big bag

Big moves, got 'em big mad

Yeah, they love me on the east coast

Your baby mama wanna deep throat

Underground king, like bum with the dirty gun

Thirty-six and I'm rich, why I'm on another run? (I don't know)

'Cause I'm built like that

Why he throw those new rims on the wheels like that?

Bern, how you just close another deal like that?

I'm on one, I really am, I just feel like that

I'm OT with the new shit, makin' my rounds

I have a box, might last me if I'm breakin' it down

Yeah, I'm hidin' from the law, and shakin' the clowns

See, I keep the grass cut 'cause there's snakes on the ground

Yeah, I'm hidin' from the law, and shakin' the clowns

See, I keep the grass cut 'cause there's snakes on the ground, Bern

Yeah, I'm just tryna roll up, baby, roll up, baby

Just tryna get my dough up, baby, dough up, baby

We ship it out and pray it show up, if it show up, baby

We celebrate, go on and pour up, baby, yeah

Yeah, I'm just tryna roll up, baby, roll up, baby

Just tryna get my dough up, baby, dough up, baby

We ship it out and pray it show up, if it show up, baby

We celebrate, go on and pour up, baby, yeah

Fresh, all my shit taste the best

You gotta sell your shit for less (Come on)

Marijuana mafia, your boy is on top, yeah

The big boys want me to flop, we call shots

I bent the corner into somethin' brand new

We on a winnin' spree, yeah, my team can't lose

I'm a mailbox veteran, twenty years in

I'm a outdoor don by the time the year end

Who got this high end poppin'

And filled all the orders for the down south shoppin'?

I always feel like somebody's watchin'

No talkin' on my phone, take my brown bag and wash it

Yeah, big Bern, I'm on the come up

Big forty if they run up

Yeah, I hustle till the sun up

He hit it two times, and coughed a lung up

Yeah

Yeah, I'm just tryna roll up, baby, roll up, baby

Just tryna get my dough up, baby, dough up, baby

We ship it out and pray it show up, if it show up, baby

We celebrate, go on and pour up, baby, yeah

Yeah, I'm just tryna roll up, baby, roll up, baby

Just tryna get my dough up, baby, dough up, baby

We ship it out and pray it show up, if it show up, baby

We celebrate, go on and pour up, baby, yeah