Run It Up Lyrics – Offset, Key Glock

Read the complete Run It Up Lyrics by Offset and Key Glock along with song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Chorus: Offset]
Run it up
Run it up
We got London on Da Track
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up (Run)
Run it up (Go)
Run it up (Woo, woo)
Run it up (Go)
Run it up (Run)

Run it up (Woo, woo)
You ain’t got enough

[Verse 1: Offset]
I just fu*ked my b!tch on Sunday
You ain’t have emotion, you ain’t got money
I had to take me a trip out to London
Gun go pow, n!gga start running
Fu*king his b!tch so good, she humming
Shoutout to Andre, Pam, my homage
Broke n!ggas make me sick to my stomach
Ugh, pew, I’m ’bout to vomit
Lame-ass n!gga, she fu*king the plumber
I like to ball, don’t got a jumper
Make one call, pull up with thumpers
PS2, ready to rumble
Pull out the fire, like a cookie, he crumble
If you go broke, then that s*it make you humble
Thought I was fired, but I put up them numbers
Look at my dog, he a demon, got summon
My b!tch banging blood, she more gangsta than you
Give ’em one cable, my kid losing twos
Mathematically, I’m doing better than you
I pull up, bad b!tch, she spend the money, she cute
My b!tch banging blood, she more gangsta than you

Give ’em one cable, my kid losing twos
Give me my payments painted in blue
Painting your city in red like soo-woo
I to bring all the pain in this b!tch
Fu*k from the back, say my name in this b!tch
Walk in this b!tch with no chain ’cause I’m rich
Walk in the bank, number’s big, it’s a glitch
Give her a chain when I’m fu*king a b!tch
Paid her for a n!gga, I be thinking like Mitch
Yellow gold Rollie, a bottle of Cris’
Pull out her M’s, she’s hollering, you rich
We having motion, like the ocean
I can’t go on her raw with a Trojan
Chuck E. Cheese and this b!tch wear your tokens
For my b!tch when she leave out of yoga
Hit a three in your face from the logo
Come and bounce on this d!ck like it’s pogo
This a Porsche, it’s electric, it’s robo
We go sit down and eat up and Nobo
I mean Nobu
You can’t beat me, boy, I think I’m Goku
If you try me, boy, what, I’ma hold you
Man, that Glock with that switch, that’s my go-to
You my brother, but now I don’t know you
Yeah, my b!tch like the sushi and tofu
I don’t know what them n!ggas done told you
I’m the one, not the two, that’s the old you

[Chorus: Offset, Key Glock]
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up (Run)
Run it up (Go)
Run it up (Woo, woo)
Run it up (Go)
Run it up (Run)
Run it up (Woo, woo)
You ain’t got enough
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Key Glock]
If I don’t do nothing, I’ma run it up
I put money up on hoes, it don’t matter what
You think I ain’t got it on me, you dumb as fu*k
Glizzock be the name, come teach me love
My heart looking like I hit the (??) as fu*k
Doc said go get the money, that’s a must
I’m a cuttroat n!gga, don’t believe in trust
I got married to money, started with a crush
Hood rich n!gga, my pockets stuffed
Yeah, b!tch, I’m loaded, baked potato
Treat them yellow diamonds like Now Or Laters
Self-made n!gga, no time for favors
EBK, no time for playing
Nah, we know better
Ten toes down, no cosign (Cosign)
I get s*it done in no time (Go)
Hold up, hold up, roll up
Money on my line, yeah
Yeah, the money on my mind, yeah
Eight figure n!gga ride with a four-five, yeah
Young n!gga plugged in, yeah, jump drive
I don’t wanna hear about it, go slide
I don’t wanna hear about such and such
The fu*k, n!gga?
Ayy

[Chorus: Offset]
Just run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
You ain’t got enough
Run it up