Lyrics Run It Up (feat. Pop Smoke) - Nav , Pop Smoke
Oh,
oh,
oh,
oh
Oh,
oh
(Brr),
oh
(Brr),
oh
Got
more
ice
than
a
skatin'
rink
Think
I
need
my
mink,
gotta
bundle
up
(Mink)
Take
my
chain,
watch
the
news
next
week
You
gon'
see
dead
bodies
turnin'
up
(Bah,
bah)
Poppin'
this
molly
got
me
grindin'
at
night
Got
some
porcelain
teeth,
I
done
fucked
'em
up
(Fucked
'em
up)
I
was
18
with
a
pound
of
weed
I
was
baggin'
up
dimes
at
the
back
of
the
bus
Hidin'
from
me,
throwin'
dirt
on
my
name
You
gon'
fuck
around,
get
your
homeboy
touched
(Bah,
bah,
bah)
Goin'
in
the
fridge,
I
ain't
lookin'
for
a
Sunny
D
I
just
want
the
purple
stuff
Upgraded
me
to
a
diamond
account
I
been
gettin'
bitches,
fillin'
up
Uber
trucks
Sal
said
that
he
got
another
million-dollar
check
for
me
I
told
him
to
run
it
up,
run
it
up
Say
you
want
smoke,
we'll
turn
you
to
a
pack
Take
a
hood
girl
and
I
turn
her
to
a
brat
Rap
game
fake,
it's
hard
to
adapt
Everything
they
talk
'bout
is
cap,
cap,
cap
Textin'
my
phone,
I
don't
never
write
back
I
been
losin'
sleep
just
countin'
up
cash
Lots
of
bad
habits,
I'm
poppin'
off
tags
I'ma
fuck
the
game
up
when
I
drop
"Bag"
Rollin'
off
the
pills,
two
hundred
on
the
dash
I'ma
bend
the
corner,
I
almost
crashed
Got
everythin'
that
I
need
If
I
see
somethin'
else
that
I
want,
I'ma
buy
it
in
cash
We
was
dead
broke,
we
ain't
had
no
money
for
the
work
So
we
drive
around
pickin'
up
bags
Got
pulled
over,
had
P's
in
the
trunk
Frost
said
he'd
take
the
charge,
but
they
gave
us
a
pass
Got
more
ice
than
a
skatin'
rink
Think
I
need
my
mink,
gotta
bundle
up
(Mink)
Take
my
chain,
watch
the
news
next
week
You
gon'
see
dead
bodies
turnin'
up
(Bah,
bah)
Poppin'
this
molly
got
me
grindin'
at
night
Got
some
porcelain
teeth,
I
done
fucked
'em
up
(Fucked
'em
up)
I
was
18
with
a
pound
of
weed
I
was
baggin'
up
dimes
at
the
back
of
the
bus
Hidin'
from
me,
throwin'
dirt
on
my
name
You
gon'
fuck
around,
get
your
homeboy
touched
(Bah,
bah,
bah)
Goin'
in
the
fridge,
I
ain't
lookin'
for
a
Sunny
D
I
just
want
the
purple
stuff
Upgraded
me
to
a
diamond
account
I
been
gettin'
bitches,
fillin'
up
Uber
trucks
Sal
said
that
he
got
another
million-dollar
check
for
me
I
told
him
to
run
it
up,
run
it
up
Oh
(Oh,
oh,
oh)
Oh
Oh
Pull
up
like
Ace
and
I'm
shameless
Pull
up
like
Ace
from
the
cleaners
I
dropped
200
on
a
watch
She
wet,
Aquafina,
yeah
Me
and
NAV
in
the
Bugatti
Movin'
too
hotty
(Movin'
too
hotty)
'Cause
we
came
from
the
bottom
(The
bottom)
Now
we
solvin'
all
our
problems
(Our
problems)
Crib
got
five
stories,
yeah,
I
live
like
a
king
35
carats
the
ring
'cause
('Cause)
Diamond
cuts
on
my
necklace
I'm
so
expensive
I
been
spendin'
(Yeah)
I'm
young
and
reckless
('Less)
I
been
havin',
yeah
If
we
all
gettin'
money,
nigga,
why
are
you
hatin'?
(Why
are
you
hatin'?)
If
you
ain't
talkin'
money,
change
the
conversation
(Change
the
conversation)
Niggas
know
my
name,
ain't
no
false
claimin'
(Oh,
oh)
When
I
walk
in
the
spot,
niggas
know
who
we
are
No,
I
ain't
twirlin',
we
shootin'
them
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