[Chorus: Nasty C & Tellaman]
Since i was a youngin', youngin'
I’ve been hitting [?]
Now I’m grown and stuntin', stuntin' (Stuntin')
I don’t want for nothing, nothing
I gave her a Birkin, she was buzzing
She was on her stomach, buzzin'
Do you wanna suck it, suck it?
I can steal your heart and that pussy
Baby run it, run it run it (Run it run it) (Youngin')
High high (High, high) (Youngin')
Run it run it (Run it run it) (Youngin')
High high (High, high) (Youngin')
Run it run it

[Verse 1: Jay Hood]
(Yo)
I came in the game with nothin' to lose
I gave it my all, I got somethin' to prove
I started with nothin', they trippin' on me
Now I'm telling these n***as "Don't step on my shoes"
I'm Jay to the H to the double O D, I got demons in me and I'm stepping on booth
Had to drop out of my college and when I did all these n***as said that I was a fool
Look what I had to go through to get myself into this industry shit
Posted these videos, hopping on Twitter and hoping that I never suck on a dick
Now I got n***as who hittin' me up and they telling me' "Don't forget me when you're rich"
How can I gorget you my n***a? You showed me respect, I'll be paying your rent
Double OG man I'm never gon' switch up on none of my nigas, I'm here 'til the end
Even though mama had told me to focus on getting this money, not getting a friend
I was a young n***a going through poverty, I just wanna make my family proud of me
Had to be better than [?]
I don't owe anybody an apology n***a
[Chorus: Nasty C & Tellaman]
Since i was a youngin', youngin'
I’ve been hitting [?]
Now I’m grown and stuntin', stuntin' (Stuntin')
I don’t want for nothing, nothing
I gave her a Birkin, she was buzzing
She was on her stomach, buzzin'
Do you wanna suck it, suck it?
I can steal your heart and that pussy
Baby run it, run it run it (Run it run it) (Youngin')
High high (High, high) (Youngin')
Run it run it (Run it run it) (Youngin')
High high (High, high) (Youngin')
Run it run it

[Verse 2: Flow Jones Jr.]
(Yeah, yeah, run it, run it, yeah, yeah)
Been (Gettin' it), (Gettin') Gettin' it, since a young man (Young)
We gettin' dumb money (Money), since a dumb man
Don't be with it, money will leave
Now we gettin' it, now we drippin'
I see they mad for nothing
I see the bag is coming
I see they mad because, I'm not a fan of sucker
I see they liking your comments, got you so mad by the commas
You see I'm dripping, and with the fishes, look at the gourmet
You say I'm litty, I need a audience, just to feel important
Make that bag enormous, my bitch bag lookin' gorgeous
I'm in a Civic, then a foreign
Now I smell of money, that's a Dior
[Chorus: Nasty C & Tellaman]
Since i was a youngin', youngin'
I’ve been hitting [?]
Now I’m grown and stuntin', stuntin' (Stuntin')
I don’t want for nothing, nothing
I gave her a Birkin, she was buzzing
She was on her stomach, buzzin'
Do you wanna suck it, suck it?
I can steal your heart and that pussy
Baby run it, run it run it (Run it run it) (Youngin')
High high (High, high) (Youngin')
Run it run it (Run it run it) (Youngin')
High high (High, high) (Youngin')
Run it run it