Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, wash it, double up
Champagne in my double cup, had to leave codeine, I don't sip no more
I had to regulate, so I can elevate, now I'm washing from a better view
I'm not your regular dude, got my city on my back
Tryna put them on the map, always money on my mind
Glad I made it out the trap Nigga, why you run your mouth, if you ain't stacking bag 24x7, I'm making this cake, I wake up to money like everyday
F*ck it, I'm having my way, might just go
Buy me a wraith If life is a race, we come in first place
We no delay, we made an escape I'm on my grind, man, I paper chase
The truck is foreign, inside like space
Money in the bank, we be stacking it plenty
Everything I do is expensive We don't retreat, we run the street
Like Halloween, we trick or treat, sweet cheese
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, wash it, double up
See my life through my Chanel glasses, Virgil Alboh, the Louis my fashion
I will never stop till we in a mansion F*ck with my bag, my nigga get active, come
With the actions designer bags and Supreme bands, double B's and double G's
Flying bitches from overseas, don't shake hands with the enemies
None of these niggas are f*cking with me
G sixty three, I'm locking the beast Round round town, disturbing the peace
Puffing the wood and I pass I will never f*ck with the snakes in the grass
Do what it takes so I get to the bag
Fill up the duffel with all of the cash I know my real niggas, they got my back
Don't call my phone if you ain't talking racks Shooters on go if you play with my pack
Bitch, I don't miss when I empty the mags Gotta stay dangerous, niggas don't lack
If you gon' speak, then you better act on it, nigga
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, wash it, double up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, wash it, double up