This is a song about "Run it up"

Been ready to run up on it like a us embassy/

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Went on the run it isn't

This how i hear it different

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

Weed stash go run hide it and stash it, head bashed in

And it tried to run away but "sikey mikey" dragged it back

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

If you did run, it was not like you to run far

Young girlo but i run shxt and fxck things up (fxck things up)

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

The tables are turned i can't take this

I run up in your spot getting invasive

Run up on fools, till they know this name

Now that's what you call a game