Run It Up

(альбом: The Fuse Is Lit - 2022)

[Capella Grey:]
Don't
Don't run away
Though I need it right away
Money on my mind today
Don't let anything get in my way
City moves on my say so
Only count it in blue faces
We get the pesos
We'll begin the money go

I can't leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city
Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some titties
Now she treat me like I'm Diddy
Bougie now, she don't even deal with bums
She know the difference, that ain't real runtz
They wanna know who running up the most
I don't know, shitting me, I'm barely on the coast

[Busta Rhymes:]
Everything about me ultra
Riding for the city and I do it for the culture
Lounge chair chilling while I sip on a mimosa
Making statures of the kid with bangers playing out the sculpture
I heat up shit like striking matches light the sulfur
I rep the City right while killing niggas like a oulster
Getting money while you hang with niggas like a poster
Got a black team of bosses, like we took 'em back to Tulsa
Nigga got 'em fired up and wired up
You know the way we do it bitch, you know we back to wil' it up again
Fried up and sizzled, everything up in these motherfucking streets
And get this money back and pile it up again
Tired of you niggas that be talking like you walking with your talk
But why you niggas out here lying to us again?
No matter where you search and try to find a duplicate
See we when we going, see you ain't never ever finding us again

[Capella Grey:]
I can't leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city
Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some titties
Now she treat me like I'm Diddy
Bougie now, she don't even deal with bums
She know the difference, that ain't real runtz
They wanna know who running up the most
I don't know, shitting me, I'm barely on the coast

[Busta Rhymes:]
Yeah, everybody gotta thank us
Eager for the hottest shit, got 'em kinda anxious
Got it from the bottom, now I'm friends with all the bankers
And got so much bags of money, gotta pull up with the tractors
Now witness history while sitting in the rafters
A bible documented while I finalize the chapters
Need to get to the study it and idolize the master
By the way you shit there, let me we revitalize you bastards
Let's get back to the feel-good, the real good
The shit that serve the street to make the meal good, now everybody follow
We do the shit the way we do it like it was the next day
Fucking up they future, got it packed until tomorrow
Remedy to drought but all this drip and when they slip
They try to bounce back
Looking for a pack that they could borrow
Fuck 'em up the bar game dangerous, Capella Grey
Bringing back the hook and had to sing it with bravado

[Capella Grey:]
I can't leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city
Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some titties
Now she treat me like I'm Diddy
Bougie now, she don't even deal with bums
She know the difference, that ain't real runtz
They wanna know who run it up the most
I don't know, shitting me, I'm barely on the coast