Run It Up (feat. Lex Luger & Slim Jxmmi)

[Intro: Curtis Williams & Slim Jxmmi]

Danko

Shout out my **** Lex Luger

Uncle Jxmm

Yeah

Uh

[Chorus: Curtis Williams]

Run it up, run it up

Run it up, run it up

Run it up, run it up

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[Verse 1: Curtis Williams]

I said that's your main bitch, [?] watching

Ain't no telling what's up in this **** pockets

I got a check, and went and ran it up

You **** lame as fuck, you cannot hang with us

I'm reppin gang gang, Two-9 to be spesific

All these **** talking shit, I fuck they bitches

I got some Sooby on my motherfuckin denom

**** say he tried Danco, but he didn't

He got a chain, but he took it like a bitch

Said I'm working till all my **** rich

They own money, own cars, own cribs

I get a pack, I break it down, and take a hit

Yeah, Danco

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[Chorus: Curtis Williams]

Run it up, run it up

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[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]

Uncle Jxmmi!

Fuck being broke, bitch I'm the GOAT

Gucci slippers, Gucci robe

Uncle Jxmmi got a house full of hoes

Uncle Jxmmi got a mouth full of gold

I'm a million dollar **** I suppose

365, 24

7 ****, tryna get a bankroll

Boy my pockets gonna explode

Run it up, Usain Bolt

Be poppin like fago

Got them red bitches like Coca Cola, got some foreign girls doing blow

Spent 30 in the Gucci store

My shoes Tecken, but they Gucci though

Usually I drink Hennisy, but tonight I'm drinking Don Hoolio

Run it up, hit the gym and get your hustle up

I got a check, I'm tryna double up

I can turn a bag of nothing into something, I turn your girl into a slut

Watch how I read these haters like a book

I can tell they broke by how they look

Get some money motherfucker, run it up

[Chorus: Curtis Williams]

Run it up, run it up

Run it up, run it up

Run it up, run it up

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