We been running it up,Now we running down,

Kept my foot on the throat now i'm the talk of the town, i dont chill wit yo hoe she just sucking down,got LV on my coat and we smoke out the pound,

We been running it up,Now we running down,

Kept my foot on the throat now i'm the talk of the town, i dont chill wit yo hoe she just sucking down,got LV on my coat and we smoke out the pound,

Took a trip to the D to go fuck wit my rounds/all my **** flee/run up might catch round/ you be gassing on E we running them pounds/all the drip is on me so im the talk of the town/

all this water on me but they can't wipe me down

say they might as well drown

Cause im flooding the town

Pitch it straight from the mound/

Got real hitters around/

Got blue bengies around/

Got good smoke all around/

Keep G you a clown

All my hitters a thou

Trying to move the pile

Make flip every hour

Got the money n power

Off the weed the powder

No respect for u cowards

Cause we need every dollar

Holler

We been running it up,Now we running down,

Kept my foot on the throat now i'm the talk of the town, i dont chill wit yo hoe she just sucking down,got LV on my coat and we smoke out the pound,

We been running it up,Now we running down,

Kept my foot on the throat now i'm the talk of the town, i dont chill wit yo hoe she just sucking down,got LV on my coat and we smoke out the pound,

Homie we pouring up that rent in that Double cup,

and if they catch you slipping they gone stick you up

i hope you about that gang you be throwing up,

and when we get a check we gone run it up

that aint my shorty if that hoe cant stash the drugs

blew some faces at the jewelry store just because

I hop off the plane and your girl peep the drip

i'm in LAX looking for the new flip

me and L's blowing gas inside the Uber

yeah i came in flexing like i'm Lex Luger

they surfing my wave

sauce drip on the jays

money blue in the face

i don't fuck with them snakes

We been running it up,Now we running down,

Kept my foot on the throat now i'm the talk of the town, i dont chill wit yo hoe she just sucking down,got LV on my coat and we smoke out the pound,

We been running it up,Now we running down,

Kept my foot on the throat now i'm the talk of the town, i dont chill wit yo hoe she just sucking down,got LV on my coat and we smoke out the pound,

I might blow a bag today

I might see a thottie and catch me a body

Coroner just past the tape

Playin wit ya self

You a little fish

I call em the masterbate

Im running it up

Knocking ya bitch down

We loving to swerve the lanes

We bringing them loads in like a freight train

She don’t deserve the plane

Just prolly a coach tic

Cause she be on some hoe shit

Bout the cake like a hostess

Cause I shine like a solstice

Not the half she want whole dick

And I slept on upholstery

We got the whole wave like the ocean

Got the key to the game like a token

I been outer space

the coupe so cloudy

I can’t feel my face

Got yo bitch so drowsy

Smoking skittles they straight from the bay

we Daytona wit them O’s

And yes we winning in a race

Don’t know what they want from me

A bad boy I feel like Mace