Run It Up (I'm All In)
• Written by CartierrJ
**starts at 0:13 seconds**
(Chorus) x2
Champagne Champagne
All Black New Range
Real Drip More Rain
Put In Work Usain
Count Count Count Up
Blue Organic In My Cup
I Ain’t Trippin' That’s A Dub
Fuck What They Say Run It Up!
(Verse 1)
They slept and they doubted me
I mastered the class I know momma them proud of me
Y’all niggas are dead to me
They be askin’ for money but can’t even check on me
Medusa my body I'm selfish
I'm keepin’ it real like an emblem
She petty I'm toxic like venom
Always Stretchin’ the seams like it’s denim
I'm tired of changin' my ways
They be thinkin' it’s magic like poof
Upsettin’ these niggas today
I got it on smash
I was made for the booth
Can't box me wit no help
I couldn’t do it by myself
Dropped a M on a belt
Then held my own like a champ!
I’m cuttin' it up like apart of me
Need me some space like I need me more property
I won the lottery...
I think out the box then I shuffle it properly
Devil get off of me..
I’m chasin the bag while I shake my anxiety
Bought a new size can’t fit in society
Workin' so hard I can feel it inside of me!
Natural stripes we luv dat
So official...
Playing mind games late charge blew the whistle
Yeah... Then she like wait...
What’s hannin'?
Wrist on froze It’s patek...
Check the temp... extra shrimp...
Major league
March Madness...! (Ah!)
(Chorus) x2
Champagne Champagne
All Black New Range
Real Drip More Rain
Put In Work Usain
Count Count Count Up
Blue Organic In My Cup
I Ain’t Trippin' That’s A Dub
Fuck What They Say Run It Up!
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CartierrJ
Member since December 21 2020