Lil Tjay - Run It Up (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Tjay - Run It Up (en) Lyrics
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I just like the sound of it
Grr, ooh, ooh, boom
Grr, boom
Y'all do not know me, I
shoot like I'm Kobe
That boy really tough
on his doley though
I keep a Drac', ain't no OVO
I ain't for nothing, just
check my portfolio
Really come from a block
where they bang, bang
Protect that Glock, oh, this
Glock ain't no goalie, bro
Say you 'bout what you claim
and then show me though
One in the head, you gon'
die tryna toe to toe
Trench kid, no fucks, gotta run it up
If you thinkin' I'ma lose
then you dumb as fuck
Pop out, drippin' diamonds,
ooh, Bentley butter cup
Youngest out my city, keep it
smooth just to sum it up
No security, you see me
but that Glock spit
Youngest nigga doin' it,
that's why I pop shit
VVS's drippin' water,
it's like a mosh pit
Really not shit but I'm movin'
like I'm hot shit
Legal money comin' in,
I started off robbin'
True to evеrything I did, there's
really no flagin'
All my shit been goin' up,
lil' nigga, no dodgin'
And I'ma keep on comin' with
thе heat, I'm hoggin'
Trench kid, glitter on the
piece, stop sobbin'
Why them niggas hatin'?
It defeats my noggin
If that ain't really your
beef, stop sidin'
Say you tryna run in these
streets, stop hidin', huh
Run it up, run it up, run
it up (Run it up)
Niggas broke 'cause they be on
that funny stuff (Broke)
Richard Mille, my wrist be on— (Ooh)
I done came way too far,
I can't fuck it up
I got niggas that die by
the gang, gang (Gang)
Stupid, be honest, you
fuck with us (Hey)
Hearin' no one can slide,
I be clutchin' up (Bah)
Know the haters mad, they
got enough of us (Ooh)
Run it up, run it up, run it
up, run it up (Woo, woo)
Run it up, run it up, run it
up (Woo, woo, run it up)
Run it up, run it up,
run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Oh)
I just stack up that money,
I run it up (Racks)
Give a fuck 'bout who love
me, I run it up (Ooh)
What the fuck they gon' tell
me? My money up (Woo, woo)
Double up (Double), run it up
Lamborghini with the bubble guts (Woo)
Got them bands and I'm flexin',
hold my muscle up (Flex)
I'ma stand on the business when it's
time to fuck (Stand on it)
I get paper in the morning when
I'm wakin' up (Wake up)
Make my bitch get your bitch, come
and fuck on us (Fuck on)
Make a hit with that switch, now
my opps are dust (Grrah)
Put my racks in a wad, I was
growin' rust (Racks)
Diamond chain get to swangin',
they know it's us (Woo)
They know it's me (Know it's me)
Pinky ring get to singin'
like Jodeci (Woo)
Double R and it came with
a notary (Notary)
I see stars, I'm a star like
it's 'posed to be (Stars)
I pop bars, only way I can
go to sleep (Fall asleep)
When my gang needed me, bought
a hunnid tees (Gang)
Put the Patek on, my wrist
a masterpiece (Patek)
Put some diamonds on her
and some double C (Hey)
Fuck these niggas, I'm up (Up)
Kickin' my shit like I won
the World Cup (Kick it)
Start from the tip, baby, suck (Woo)
Beat that shit down, baby girl
need a crutch (Crutch)
Hunnids keep comin', you
know that's a must
If you talkin' money then
we can discuss (Woo)
Run it up, run it up, uh, ooh
Run it up, run it up, run it up
I just stack up that
money, I run it up
Give a fuck 'bout who
love me, I run it up
What the fuck they gon'
tell me? My money up
Run it up, run it up, run
it up, run it up (Go)
I been runnin' that money
up, puttin' on (Go)
Ain't no end to this trend,
it’s a marathon (Go)
Different breed, I might bust
down a herringbone (Look)
Board a flight with them
racks in my carry-on
Talkin' 'bout money, you
know who to call (Bad)
It look like a riot, I fucked
up the mall (Woah)
She diggin', have me and my
whole circle, boss (Gang)
Gave me some top through
my Ethika draws (Uh)
Earrings one-fifty, I'm
thuggin', I'm hood
I lock the screw back and put
erasers on 'em (Ghetto)
Wide body Daytona, bending the corner
Them hitters ain't renters,
the tag Arizona
Ain't get no diploma (No)
Shot dice for the J's, the
freshest dude in the schoolhouse
(Turn up for)
You ain't gangster, you went, took
the smooth route (Been a ho)
Ran it up, now my pockets
look too stout
Never enough, man, I gotta
go get some more
Sold enough gas to go buy me
a Texaco (Good petrol)
Now I'm on the charts, I'm
runnin' up streams
My niggas still got what
you need though (Go)
Built my name from the ground,
I ain't have no help (No)
It's just me versus me, beefin'
with myself (Bad)
It was time I woke 'em up,
they overslept (Get up)
Run it up, run it up, still
ain't out of breath (Go)
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