Run It Up

Dont nothing change but the chains, we on your head like a bang
All double RS, no range, bitch ain’t came with a name
Got all eyes on my gang, hundred thousand, kiss the ring
Foreign exchange the change, foreign exchange the change

Run it up, that’s it, M&Ms, OG
Don’t mind if I do it, I get it, I love my brothers, I split it
Lil nigga, mind your business ‘cause i got some guns, they hitting
Trap out the bando

Just trapping the chickens and now I’m on top of the city
Designer mismatching, yeah, the money do backflips, yeah
I flip the mattress, I fuck up my glasses, yeah
I up the status, now she’s looking like an actress, yeah

That’s a big old bag, now we gon’ fuck up Magic, yeah
And we got a hundred round mag, clear out the madness
I’m the Huncho of my people and I cannot go out the saddest
Don’t need no money counter ‘cause I think my fingers count the fastest

No, I’m not Bruce Wayne, but I keep fire like a dragon
Stacking up lose change and I turn the shit to a mansion
Boarding a new plane, one phone call and we landing
Know the couple came from the north side of the planet
She see the new chain, she gon’ jump right out of her panties