Run It Up

Bro told me run it up, run it up
I’ma pour in this double cup
You ain’t getting no bag, you can’t fuck with us
Don’t you run up on me cuz my gun is tucked
Wait it’s over, they want me dead
But I keep me a toaster, I gotta stay colder
I’m seventeen and ya boy getting older
Bro told me run it up, run it up
I’ma pour in this double cup
You ain’t getting no bag, you can’t fuck with us
Don’t you run up on me cuz my gun is tucked
Wait it’s over, they want me dead
But I keep me a toaster, I gotta stay colder
I’m seventeen and ya boy getting older
Wait I lost my homie like damn
Swear that shit wasn’t the plan
Flippin' these bands my nigga stuck in the can
Swear that shit wasn’t the plan
I just be chasing and chasing
Chasing and chasing
Chasing and chasing
Chasing and chasing
Chasing and chasing
Chasing and chasing the bag
I was dreaming and dreaming
Dreaming and dreaming
Dreaming and dreaming
Dreaming and dreaming
Dreaming and dreaming
Dreaming and dreaming about shit I was I could have
I was fifteen when my brother got stabbed
Only sixteen now I’m watching my back
Gotta stay strapped and I stay with the mac
I remember Lou told me lil bro don’t you lack
Bro told me run it up, run it up
I’ma pour in this double cup
You ain’t getting no bag, you can’t fuck with us
Don’t you run up on me cuz my gun is tucked
Wait it’s over, they want me dead
But I keep me a toaster, I gotta stay colder
I’m seventeen and ya boy getting older
Bro told me run it up, run it up
I’ma pour in this double cup
You ain’t getting no bag, you can’t fuck with us
Don’t you run up on me cuz my gun is tucked
Wait it’s over, they want me dead
But I keep me a toaster, I gotta stay colder
I’m seventeen and ya boy getting older