[Chorus: Offset]
Run it up
Run it up (We got London on Da Track)
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up (Run)
Run it up (Go)
Run it up (Woo, woo)
Run it up (Go)
Run it up (Run)
Run it up (Woo, woo)
You ain't got enough (Go)

[Verse 1: Offset]
I just fucked my bitch on Sunday
You ain't havin’ emotion, you ain't got money
I had to take me a trip out to London
Gun go pow, n***a start runnin'
Fuckin' his bitch so good, she hummin'
Shoutout to André, payin' my homage
Broke n***as make me sick to my stomach
Ugh, pew, I'm 'bout to vomit
Lame-ass n***a, she fuckin' the plumber
I like to ball, don't got a jumper
Make one call, pull up with thumpers
PS2, ready to rumble
Pull out the fire, like a cookie, he crumble
If you go broke, then that shit make you humble
Thought I would fall, but I put up them numbers
Look at my dog, he a demon, got summon
My bitch bangin' blood, she more gangsta than you
Give him 1K when my kid losе a tooth
Mathematically, I'm doin' better than you
I pull up, bad bitch, shе spend the money, she cute
My bitch bangin' blood, she more gangsta than you
Give him 1K when my kid lose a tooth
Give me my payments painted in blue
Paintin' your city in red like soo-woo
I come to bring all the pain in this bitch
Fuck from the back, say my name in this bitch
Walk in this bitch with no chain 'cause I'm rich
Walk in the bank, number's big, as a glitch
Give her a chain when I'm fuckin' a bitch
Paid in full n***a, I be thinkin' like Mitch
Yellow gold Rollie, a bottle of Cris'
Pull out a M, since you hot', and you rich
We havin' motion, like the ocean
I can't go in her raw, where the Trojan?
Chuck E. Cheese in this bitch, where's your tokens?
Fuck my bitch when she leave out of yoga
Hit a three in your face from the logo
Come and bounce on this dick like it's pogo
This a Porsche, it's electric, it's robo
We go sit down and eat up at Nobo
I mean Nobu
You can't beat me, boy, I think I'm Goku
If you try me, boy, what, I'ma hold you
Man, that Glock with that switch, that's my go-to
You my brother, but now I don't know you
Yeah, my bitch like the sushi and tofu
I don't know what them n***as done told you
I'm the one, not the two, that's the old you
[Chorus: Offset & Key Glock]
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up (Run)
Run it up (Go)
Run it up (Woo, woo)
Run it up (Go)
Run it up (Run)
Run it up (Woo, woo)
You ain't got enough (Go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse 2: Key Glock]
If I don't do nothin', I'ma run it up
I put money over hoes, it don't matter what
You think I ain't got it on me, you dumb as fuck
Glizock be the name, come test your luck
Ballin' hard, lookin' like I hit the mega-bucks
Dolph said go get the money, that's a must
I'm a cutthroat n***a, don't believe in trust
I got married to money, started with a crush
Hoodrich n***a, my pockets stuffed
Yeah, bitch, I'm loaded, baked potato
Pink and yellow diamonds like Now Or Laters (Yeah)
Self-made n***a, no time for favors
EBK, no time for playin'
Nah, nah, with nobody (Nobody)
Ten toes down, no cosign (Cosign)
I get shit done in no time (No time, go)
Hold up, hold up (Hold up)
Money on my line (Yeah)
Yeah, and money on my mind (Yeah)
Eight figure n***a ride with a four-five (Yeah)
Young n***a plugged in (Yeah), jump drive
I don't wanna hear about it, go slide
I don't wanna hear about such and such
The fuck, n***a?
Ayy, just
[Chorus: Offset & Key Glock]
Run it up (Yeah)
Run it up (Yeah)
Run it up (Yeah)
Run it up (Yeah)
Run it up (Yeah)
Run it up (Yeah)
Run it up (Yeah)
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
You ain't got enough
Run it up

[Outro: Key Glock]
Lying-ass n***a