Lon6z - Run It Up Lyrics

No I can’t read yo mind little momma hell no I can’t
They don’t even know the pounds from a can of paint
Stashing all these jewels in my brain make you think
If you can’t swim than you sink
Eyes low like a chink
Run it up
Don’t you spend it you invest that
Say the work fire but you know you better test that
If the shit ain’t straight
Then you know you better press that
Counterfeit these niggas fake
All naw, hell naw I can’t mess with that
Niggas talking bout money but they won’t run it up
Give these niggas game but they want soak it up
Be a witness to Jehova brah
All up in they business cause they nosey as fuck
Money stashed in the back of truck
Like it’s a brinks truck
Fast cash make me happy put a smile on my face
No calls no data no cash it's no trace
Made it back to the crib without a mark on my body
I got bout 10 stacks
I even got some punani
I even pulled up on the fam
That why I didn’t come back with the full 10
Yea I heard you getting cash
I’m like really who you fooling
Where yo money go
You ain’t shit to show you think know but you don’t know
Getting all this streaming money ain’t even did a show yet
That little shit you cannot fold it
When you get that paper
Same niggas ask you hold it
Do all that talking yea they acting like some rodents
That shit you can’t control it
All ima do is me and nigga stay focus
That's on period
Still don’t know my narrative
Document my lifestyle till I’m riding on a chariot
Money coming in various forms
Shout out to my nigga Norm
And he say the real back
Well that when I’m in the rarest form
No I can’t read yo mind little momma hell no I can’t
They don’t even know the pounds from a can of paint
Stashing all these jewels in my brain make you think
If you can’t swim than you sink
Eyes low like a chink
Run it up
Don’t you spend it you invest that
Say the work fire but you know you better test that
If the shit ain’t straight
Then you know you better press that
Counterfeit these niggas fake
All naw, hell naw i can’t mess with that

No I can’t read yo mind little momma hell no I can’t
They don’t even know the pounds from a can of paint
Stashing all these jewels in my brain make you think
If you can’t swim than you sink
Eyes low like a chink
Run it up
Don’t you spend it you invest that
Say the work fire but you know you better test that
If the shit ain’t straight
Then you know you better press that
Counterfeit these niggas fake
All naw, hell naw I can’t mess with that
Niggas talking bout money but they won’t run it up
Give these niggas game but they want soak it up
Be a witness to Jehova brah
All up in they business cause they nosey as fuck
Money stashed in the back of truck
Like it’s a brinks truck
Fast cash make me happy put a smile on my face
No calls no data no cash it's no trace
Made it back to the crib without a mark on my body
I got bout 10 stacks
I even got some punani
I even pulled up on the fam
That why I didn’t come back with the full 10
Yea I heard you getting cash
I’m like really who you fooling
Where yo money go
You ain’t shit to show you think know but you don’t know
Getting all this streaming money ain’t even did a show yet
That little shit you cannot fold it
When you get that paper
Same niggas ask you hold it
Do all that talking yea they acting like some rodents
That shit you can’t control it
All ima do is me and nigga stay focus
That's on period
Still don’t know my narrative
Document my lifestyle till I’m riding on a chariot
Money coming in various forms
Shout out to my nigga Norm
And he say the real back
Well that when I’m in the rarest form
No I can’t read yo mind little momma hell no I can’t
They don’t even know the pounds from a can of paint
Stashing all these jewels in my brain make you think
If you can’t swim than you sink
Eyes low like a chink
Run it up
Don’t you spend it you invest that
Say the work fire but you know you better test that
If the shit ain’t straight
Then you know you better press that
Counterfeit these niggas fake
All naw, hell naw i can’t mess with that