Ran It Up (feat. Young Thug)

I put more rings on my fingers

I got that white like Topanga

Walking in trap with my banger

A mansion, I don't got no neighbors

Pocket stuffed, got a check just to fuck it up

Ran it up, they been hatin'

I don't give a fuck

My dick in her mouth, a retainer

I pull out the strap with a laser

The Goyard got racks, you a hater

I got that white like Topanga

Ran it up, got 50 racks, my pockets are stuffed

I got a Glock like a ranger

Walk up on me, you in danger

Skrrt!

I was broke till I whipped the 'vert

Bend it over, that's your bitch

I'm lifting up her skirt

You cuffing that hoe like a cop

I'm bagging queens on the block

Rick Owens, it cost me to guap

Ain't fucking, I just want the top

I put more rings on my fingers

I got that white like Topanga

Walking in trap with my banger

A mansion, I don't got no neighbors

Pocket stuffed, got a check just to fuck it up

Ran it up, they been hatin'

I don't give a fuck

I put more rings on my fingers

I got that white like Topanga

Walking in trap with my banger

A mansion, I don't got no neighbors

Pocket stuffed, got a check just to fuck it up

Ran it up, they been hatin'

I don't give a fuck

Yeah! If a pussy **** hatin'

I don't give a fuck

If a pussy bitch hatin'

I don't give a shit

I'm just tryna duck the police, ****

Crime shit

I'm just tryna duck them people in them Crown Vics

Pour a four, then slow up

Told that bitch, put her clothes up

I8 got the doors up

Sandwich on me, ****, cold cut

Recording on the back of the bus, and I'm poured up

Swear, make the lil bitch jump like a frog

Yeah, ****, I told her

I put more rings on my fingers

I got that white like Topanga

Walking in trap with my banger

A mansion, I don't got no neighbors

Pocket stuffed, got a check just to fuck it up

Ran it up, they been hatin'

I don't give a fuck

I put more rings on my fingers

I got that white like Topanga

Walking in trap with my banger

A mansion, I don't got no neighbors

Pocket stuffed, got a check just to fuck it up

Ran it up, they been hatin'

I don't give a fuck

Your main bitch, the one you hate

I, I need a lean like a patient

I know that you said I wouldn't make it

I'm walking Chanel, got on laces

Give a fuck about the magazines

The pistol, it come in with magazines

Rich the Kid on the beat

Bend, bend her over, make her skeet

I got intentions to fuck it up

They hatin' on me, I don't care

Fendi socks and underwear

In love with the man in the mirror

Hold up, ran up a sack, then brought it to the trap

We forever on the map

Breaking my wrist bring it back

The Mazzi, I painted it matte black

I put more rings on my fingers

I got that white like Topanga

Walking in trap with my banger

A mansion, I don't got no neighbors

Pocket stuffed, got a check just to fuck it up

Ran it up, they been hatin'

I don't give a fuck

I put more rings on my fingers

I got that white like Topanga

Walking in trap with my banger

A mansion, I don't got no neighbors

Pocket stuffed, got a check just to fuck it up

Ran it up, they been hatin'

I don't give a fuck