I could say run up ur money
I could say run up ur honeys
I'm in the club n it's lovely
I'm hitting em all if they love me
I could say run up ur money
I could say run up ur honeys
Dooney said run up the budget
give me check lemme cut it
No girl I'm not wit the fuck shit
No girl I'm not wit the fuck shit
U could run up always duck it
and I still pull up to the function

she wana cook up
I cook up
We getting the money
I go to the mall just to spend
She loving on me in Gucci
But Me I want Prada
Go head girl just take off my pants
I don't fuck round
With bitches
I get the love from
cll of these woman
U know my pockets big
They Never ending
Use it to dry up
Them dirty dishes

I could say run up your money

Bad bitch I love her
I'm getting this scrilla
Had to leave hoes with the rest
To get in her
I don't need the hoes
But sometimes I get wittem
cll of this money
Brings hoes shit I'm wittit
all of this money
Brings hate I don't get it
Fuck all da opps
U could see that I'm winning
Fuck all of them
They can see that I'm winning

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Pockets was low
But my was fingers itchin
I'm running around
Had to claim my position
I'm raisin the stakes
She love how I taste
I'm goin all in like zekey on the pistons
I love all my women
They choosin to stay
I tell em no pressure
Got no time for games
Just know I be sinnin
I don't think I'm ever gon change
Im floatin like docks in the bay
off the coca im drippin Margiela
Im movin these loads
and this shit aint a phase
I'm stuck in my ways i might as well run up the bands
My closet it look like a bank
Lil mama where your money
If you broke know your place
Swear these hoes movin funny
We out in havana and all of these bitches got cake

Chorus