"Run It Up" lyrics
Yung Chowder & Berner Lyrics
If you smoking on some pressure, we gon' have to spark it up
If we drinking out the bottle, we gon' have to pour it up
(What? What?)
What, what? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
What? What? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
Two bitches on my phone, they wanna bone (they wanna bone)
And my main bitch sitting on chrome (big brand)
Fill the tyres up with gas, she immune (she immune)
Used to put the fires out with a fume (park it)
I'm with my lil homie chowder, he's a boss (he's a boss)
The crib so big, fuck around and get lost
The watch so icy, boy feel hot (I feel hot)
I take it back up, and then I peel off (I'm gone)
The shisha box full
The stash house cool
I bank overseas and stash brown bags too
"Want some plain homie?"
We take trips, we don't do the fake chips (nah)
Fuck the credit card scam, make the wave flip (wave flip)
Watch the city eat when the wave hit (when it land)
We always on the go, we can't sit (no we can't)
If I ain't getting money then I'm anxious (huh)
And when I get hungry then I'm dangerous (Bern)
If you smoking on some pressure, we gon' have to spark it up (we rollin' up, yeah, believe me we rollin' up)
If you drinking out the bottle, we gon' have to pour it up
(What? What?)
What, what? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up (don't stack it up)
What? What? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
Sip sumn, smoke sumn, yeah we really living
Driving in the babe, We really from the trenches
Got to double down, can't forget we on a mission
Had to double back, 'cause that pussy was too delicious
Another joint, damn I'm really 'bout to face it
Wake up, shake to the ground, gotta chase it
Drinking out the bottle, we ain't really tryna chase it
Berner, the man to the whip, we ain't smoking basic
You gotta hear me for the weak, all gang poppin' out
Riding 'round in the cities, smoking j's in the crowd
Bad bitch wanna link cause she see when I'm around
Whole city got my back, cause they see what I'm about
If you smoking on some pressure, we gon' have to spark it up (we rollin' up, believe me we rollin' up)
If you drinking out the bottle, we gon' have to pour it up
(What? What?)
What, what? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
What? What? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
If we drinking out the bottle, we gon' have to pour it up
(What? What?)
What, what? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
What? What? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
Two bitches on my phone, they wanna bone (they wanna bone)
And my main bitch sitting on chrome (big brand)
Fill the tyres up with gas, she immune (she immune)
Used to put the fires out with a fume (park it)
I'm with my lil homie chowder, he's a boss (he's a boss)
The crib so big, fuck around and get lost
The watch so icy, boy feel hot (I feel hot)
I take it back up, and then I peel off (I'm gone)
The shisha box full
The stash house cool
I bank overseas and stash brown bags too
"Want some plain homie?"
We take trips, we don't do the fake chips (nah)
Fuck the credit card scam, make the wave flip (wave flip)
Watch the city eat when the wave hit (when it land)
We always on the go, we can't sit (no we can't)
If I ain't getting money then I'm anxious (huh)
And when I get hungry then I'm dangerous (Bern)
If you smoking on some pressure, we gon' have to spark it up (we rollin' up, yeah, believe me we rollin' up)
If you drinking out the bottle, we gon' have to pour it up
(What? What?)
What, what? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up (don't stack it up)
What? What? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
Sip sumn, smoke sumn, yeah we really living
Driving in the babe, We really from the trenches
Got to double down, can't forget we on a mission
Had to double back, 'cause that pussy was too delicious
Another joint, damn I'm really 'bout to face it
Wake up, shake to the ground, gotta chase it
Drinking out the bottle, we ain't really tryna chase it
Berner, the man to the whip, we ain't smoking basic
You gotta hear me for the weak, all gang poppin' out
Riding 'round in the cities, smoking j's in the crowd
Bad bitch wanna link cause she see when I'm around
Whole city got my back, cause they see what I'm about
If you smoking on some pressure, we gon' have to spark it up (we rollin' up, believe me we rollin' up)
If you drinking out the bottle, we gon' have to pour it up
(What? What?)
What, what? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
What? What? I had to run it up
If you ain't talking 'bout no paper, then don't stack it up
Thanks to DHughes101 for adding these lyrics.
