Ran It Up

(I'm gettin' racks in the mornin')
(Yeah)
(Yeah, Uh)

Yeah
I'm gettin' racks in the morning (I'm gettin' racks)
I'm gettin' paid and they snorin' (Paid and they snorin')
I'm in a hemi, she covering her ears cause it's roaring
Walk in the mall with a bag, imma ball like Joe Horn
She said that all of these racks is like porn
Shawdy keep crawlin' on back cause her last nigga boring
Run to the racks turn this shit to a sport
Ain't got no time cause I gotta go run it up
He can't come around cause he know he ain't one of us
Uh, i'm in a hemi, he sit on the bus
G19 on me, he tryna rob and I bust
Uh, I got his bitch and I beat it up (beat it up)
She say she tryin' not to cuss
Uh, and I done ran it up ran it up ran it up
They hatin' what is the fuss?

They hatin' what is the fuss?
I don't fuck with these niggas, might fuck round and hop out the truck
Uh, shawdy done spotted the racks in the party, that's his bitch i'm still goin' buck
Uh, she gettin' passed all around like a hockey puck
We won't even lock eyes if she look like a duck
I got them racks but i'm still tryna make it double
Shawdy tryn' cut me off but I don't give a fuck
I'm inna hemi, tryna get a Mulsanne
She keep sayin', Rick, you gon' drive me insane
I'm up in Saks with the Glock if a nigga get brave
I'm in her head, I ain't doin' her braids
Run to the money, no timeouts, no breaks
Ballin' too hard, got a limp, need a brace
Certified big dog, bitch, I don't fit in no cage
He ain't talking bout racks, we ain't on the same page
I was down bad, bitch I had to get to it
I love showing my girl off, might put her on tour
She want a new bag, she want Gucci galore
Niggas think this a B&E, shoot through the door
Uh, I had to stack up them racks from the floor
And I gotta stay with a hammer like Thor
Whip out a map, imma search for the racks like I'm Dora
I'm always hungry bitch I need some more

Yeah
I'm gettin' racks in the morning (I'm gettin' racks)
I'm gettin' paid and they snorin' (Paid and they snorin')
I'm in a hemi, she covering her ears cause it's roaring
Walk in the mall with a bag, imma ball like Joe Horn
She said that all of these racks is like porn
Shawdy keep crawlin' on back cause her last nigga boring
Run to the racks turn this shit to a sport
Ain't got no time cause I gotta go run it up
(I'm in a, I'm in a, I'm in a)
I'm in a hemi, he sit on the bus
G19 on me, he tryna rob and I bust
Uh, I got his bitch and I beat it up (Beat it up)
She say she tryin' not to cuss
Uh, and I done ran it up ran it up ran it up
They hatin' what is the fuss?