Jazzland - Chetta

Run it up

Run it up

Im outchea

Tryna get my money up

Money up

You with that actin

On that funny stuff

Funny stuff

I hit a lick and then I run it up

Run it up

Take another need another

How you feel

How you feel

Im on a broken seal

Broken heart

Motherfuck whats real

Hunnit bills

Money counter spill

I can never chill

In the field

Bouta touch a mill

Motherfuck a deal

Ima need more

Please hoe

Tell me what it is

Ima keep low

Streets know

Who the fuck I am

Feel like debo

Smoke whole bricks to the head

Ima vet with the tec

Fuck a bitch and her friends

Getting rich no advance

Choppa sing bitches dance

In the hood with a pass

I dont think you could last

And my stash like woah

Still dip up in that bag

But im passed that

Never pass that

Woah woah

(Hook)

Run it up

Run it up

Im outchea

Tryna get my money up

Money up

You with that actin

On that funny stuff

Funny stuff

I hit a lick and then I run it up

Run it up

Take another need another

(Bridge)

I just I just wanna live again you know

I wanna feel alive one more time

Before the inevitable

Come to the slaughter

Taking your main

And fucking your daughter

Sipping the techy no water

Shipping the birds

Up over the boarder

I need an eight

Of the oil

Sipping that errl

Sipping that errl

Im in this bitch working

Smoking purple urkle

To the dome

Four five

Hitting off my side

Gone and act up

Big talk big talking

Heard you ain’t got none

Hit you from the back side

Rip up your front like yea

I got wings outchea

Pop a wing no fear

They dont feel how I feel

They can’t live how I live

Ima dip on you hoes

Big grip on the sig

Big money tryna get

All yall faking

Counterfeit like woah

(Hook)

Run it up

Run it up

Im outchea

Tryna get my money up

Money up

You with that actin

On that funny stuff

Funny stuff

I hit a lick and then I run it up

Run it up

Take another need another