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Ran Up A Check
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ran Up A Check was released on July 8, 2023 by Kushikito as a part of the album Ran Up A Check - Single
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Release DateJuly 8, 2023
LabelKushikito
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM98

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erin Branch
Erin Branch
Songwriter

Lyrics

Why these bitches in my phone, just to waste time
Gotta get the money fast, I cannot waste time
I been wearin' B.B. Simons down the waistline
Ran up a check and smoked a blunt, now I'm feelin' fine
Push the pedal to the floor, now I feel like Tron
That bitch askin' for some money, she don't get a dime
Cuttin' bitches off with ease when they out of line
Half a milli in my pocket, other half on chime
I was out here tryna' get the money doin' crime
He was out there with them bitches and his feelings cryin'
Give a **** shit, especially if he ain't trying
Trust nobody, cause these **** and these bitches lying
Had to change my bad habits, stuck up in the loop
I remember I was low, nobody came through
**** said he had my back, I knew it wasn't true
If it ain't about the bread, I'm callin' shit fuu
I'm amazed everybody's showin' true colors
That's your bae, why the fuck she say my stroke better
Bad bitch, fur jacket, made of chinchilla
Fucked a bad actress and her name Bella
Stayin' low key as hell, fuck a Coachella
You know these bitches gon' choose, so I just let her
Don't even think no funny shit, because I got the steal
If I don't got the time to pull it, then my **** will
And I was trappin' in the corner just to pay the bills
I was focused, wasn't takin' shit up on the field
Now I'm ballin' on these **** like I'm on the bills
Hop up on the track and murder it like overkill
Fuck the drama, I'm just really tryna smoke and chill
I ain't worried about these **** man these **** lil'
Send my **** where he at, stick em' with galils
Only smokin' on my tree, fuck poppin' pills
Why these bitches in my phone just to waste time
Gotta get the money fast, I cannot waste time
I be wearin' a B.B Simon's down the waistline
Ran up a check and smoked a blunt, now I'm feelin' fine
Push the pedal to the floor, now I feel like Tron
That bitch askin' for some money, she don't get a dime
Cuttin' bitches off with ease when they out of line
Half a milli' in my pocket, other half on chime
Written by: Erin Branch
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