Run It Up - Mozzy, ScHoolboy Q, caine

We can run it up, ayy, we can run it up, ayy

Cup full of lean, ayy, 'bout to pour it up, ayy

If you got dubs, ayy, go and roll up, ayy

If you more weed, ayy, go and light it up, ayy

Huh, all, baby we can have it all, ayy

Put you in them shoes that you like

Them Christian Louboutins, they drippin' from the walk, ayy, ayy

We can run it up, ayy, we can run it up, ayy

Pocket full of ones, ayy, 'bout to throw it up, ayy

If you got a dub, ayy, go and roll it up, ayy

Cup full of lean, ayy, 'bout to pour it up, ayy

Big dog Mozzy, pull up somethin' 'xotic

Baby know she poppin', she finna pop out and party

I’m finna bust down the Carti’s, no I don’t fuck with no Bacardi

Whole Shooter Gang taught it, niggas hittin' 'tended targets

I took the hooker bitch to Target, she need vanilla gift card

She need some more Bitcoin (Like why though?), she been goin' hard (Okay)

She got her own house and car, she got her own money too

I ain’t the only one shinin', she got a Rollie on too

I blow forty on the coupe, I got the sauce and the juice

Prayin' the play fall through, prayin' the play fall through

I got my name off shootin', you got your name off hoopin'

She want a thug in her lifestyle, she love the gangbang movement

I’m with the Gangland bullies, both of my cups on gooey

This is a cooked blunt doobie, smoke somethin' with me

Pour up a four of somethin' with me, you know I know them niggas envy

It ain’t a nigga I owe a penny, I will get on him with the blicky

We can run it up, ayy, we can run it up, ayy

Cup full of lean, ayy, 'bout to pour it up, ayy

If you got dubs, ayy, go and roll up, ayy

If you more weed, ayy, go and light it up, ayy

Huh, all, baby we can have it all, ayy

Put you in them shoes that you like

Them Christian Louboutins, they drippin' from the walk, ayy, ayy

We can run it up, ayy, we can run it up, ayy

Pocket full of ones, ayy, 'bout to throw it up, ayy

If you got a dub, ayy, go and roll it up, ayy

Cup full of lean, ayy, 'bout to pour it up, ayy

Ballin' ain’t enough, ayy, pussy ain’t enough, ayy

Haters showin' up, ayy, I don’t do the cup, ayy

I be goin' up, yeah, I be goin' up, uh

Swervin' all stupid, hey, clear the dash, do it, alright

Your baby daddy broke, I know he need you, I don’t, ayy ayy

Let me hit that pussy, you can tell him I won’t, hey hey

No it ain’t no secret, I get money, I go, ayy ayy

I might do the 'Rari 'cause the Bentley too slow, hey hey

This a vibe, this a ride, top miss, bye, ayy

Rollie shine, hers and I, strike pose, vibe, ayy

Send a four, give and go, wrist wrist vibe, ayy

Rich bitch vibe, big bitch vibe

All this money, don’t be actin' all shy

In Miami goin' hammy like I

Caught a grammy in them panties like right

Ain’t no ticket on the private jet, fly, yeah

We can run it up, ayy, we can run it up, ayy

Cup full of lean, ayy, 'bout to pour it up, ayy

If you got dubs, ayy, go and roll up, ayy

If you more weed, ayy, go and light it up, ayy

Huh, all, baby we can have it all, ayy

Put you in them shoes that you like

Them Christian Louboutins, they drippin' from the walk, ayy, ayy

We can run it up, ayy, we can run it up, ayy

Pocket full of ones, ayy, 'bout to throw it up, ayy

If you got a dub, ayy, go and roll it up, ayy

Cup full of lean, ayy, 'bout to pour it up, ayy