Lyrics Run It Up - Mathew Skelding

Yeah I really run it up
I got the cash in my wallet can't fold it
I'll say it again but i already told it
You had the bag but you fumbled and sold it

Yeah I really run it up
I take my chance with the dice yeah I roll it
I got some problems and I can't control it
I've said it before so you already know it

Yeah I really run it
You got some drip but I know that you stole it
You come in my house and the clip get unloaded
You say that you spitting but know you ain't wrote it

Yeah I really run it up
I got me some hoes and they skin always glowing
You pass me the beat i start writing and flowing
They calling me pussy so I had to show it
Yeah I really run it up

Oh that's your bitch well she ride like a Harley
She dance in the party
You know she ain't sorry

All of my life been Offset like it's Cardi
I ride in the rarri
Bad bitch she a barbie

I got some prisms on me like Amari
She asked me what are we
Said you trippin shawty

I go for the bag I ain't here for the party
Tom Brady lombardi
I'll play till I'm 40

I keep going cause you know that I can't stop
I got bitches and they sucking on my (shhh)
You a bitch and you told now you a opp
Making music in pajamas and my socks

Told the bitch I think you hoeing
Balling 23 like Jordan
Cutting down the walls I'm mowing
Keep on going yeah I'm flowing

I got pain that I ain't showing
Middle of summer but snowing
She got some buttons she sewing
Pushing the gas i ain't slowing

Popping up i keep on growing
Play my shit on the speaker it's blowing
Quick take a picture make sure that I'm posing
Dripping designer my closet my clothing
Only going 50% cause I'm still loading