
letra de run it up - melancholy mafia
[intro]
run it up, bag it out
f-ck it up, clap it out
i love the way she back it up
suck it up, l!ck it up
all of my enemies steaming with jealousy
always be testing me so keep it next to me
f-cking with melony i dipped her in fendi, she loving the fendi
i showed her the hermes
fendi armani i think i’m addicted
180sx with the windows be tinted
talk about money but your sh-t is all gifted
doing the race i don’t f-ck with a ticket
she want a bentley coupe two door
she want that saint laurent and the dior
she want a bentley coupe two door
she want that saint laurent and the dior
got me the bag and i check it out
got her designer she walk it out
money on money i thumb it out
she wants love what you talking about?
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what you talking about?
yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah, what you talking about?
[chorus]
run it up, run it up, run it up, i got the bag, aye
and she want the, she want the prada and the louie
swerve the i8
my faygo so laced
she wanna f-ck with melancholy i said no way
run it up, run it up, run it up, i got the bag, aye
and she want the, she want the prada and the louie
swerve the i8
my faygo so laced
she wanna f-ck with melancholy i said no way
[verse 1]
like who is you?
feeling scooby doo
whip going 242
so i had to drop the roof
we was cooking it up in the stu’
for real we not f-cking with you
my money crip always blue
hoes round me like hugh
just like that! smoking up pack! yeah
just like that! we made a stack! yeah
just like that! smoking up pack! yeah
just like that! we made a stack! yeah
[bridge]
i got the bag, aye
i got the bag, i got the bag, i got the bag, aye
i got the bag, aye
i got the cash, i got the cash, i got the cash, aye
[chorus]
run it up, run it up, run it up, i got the bag, aye
and she want the, she want the prada and the louie
swerve the i8
my faygo so laced
she wanna f-ck with melancholy i said no way
run it up, run it up, run it up, i got the bag, aye
and she want the, she want the prada and the louie
swerve the i8
my faygo so laced
she wanna f-ck with melancholy i said no way
[verse 2]
i still don’t know who is you
dripped out jeans i’m rocking trues
i don’t got no greens only blues
spent a band on hermes shoes
burberry, tom ford, cartier she said what is that?
rockstar, foreign whip, guess i gotta return her back
bad b-tches round me they want my designer bag
p-ssy boy hating me i don’t know why they so mad?
[bridge]
couple of bands tetris the way that i stack it
designer everywhere i got it on my jacket
bad b-tch so wet drenched up my blanket
she like books gave her rayban glasses
[chorus]
run it up, run it up, run it up, i got the bag, aye
and she want the, she want the prada and the louie
swerve the i8
my faygo so laced
she wanna f-ck with melancholy i said no way
run it up, run it up, run it up, i got the bag, aye
and she want the, she want the prada and the louie
swerve the i8
my faygo so laced
she wanna f-ck with melancholy i said no way
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