Rich The Kid - Ran It Up (bass) | Текст песни

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I told y'all I play with the keys man
I told y’all play with the keys baby nahmean
Rich on the beat one time

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I put more rings in my fingers
I got that white like Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a hanger
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
My dick in her mouth a retainer
Pull out the strap with a laser
The Goyard got racks you a hater
Run it up, got 50 racks, my pockets stuffed
I got a Glock like a ranger, walk up on me you in danger
Skrt, I was broke til’ I went to vert
Bend it over, thats yo bitch, I’m liftin’ up her skirt
You cuffing’ a whole of top, Im bagging queens on the block
Rick owens it cost me a whole lot of guap

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a hanger
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
If a pussy nigga hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
If a pussy bitch hatin’ I don’t give a shit
I’m just tryna' duck the police nigga crying shit
I’m just tryna' duck them people in them crown vics
Pour a four then slow, woah
Told that bitch put her clothes up
I8 got the doors up
Sandwich on me, nigga cold cut
Recording on the back of the bus I done poured up, (Swear)
Make the lil bitch jump like a frog yeah nigga I told her

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a hanger
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
Your main bitch the one you hate
I need that lean like a patient
I know that you said I wouldn’t make it
I got on Chanel, got on laces
Give a fuck about magazines, pistol came with magazines
They hating’ on me I don’t care, Fendi socks and underwear
In love with the man in the mirror
Hold up ran up a sack then brought it to the trap
We forever on the map
Breaking my wrist bring it back
The Mazi paint it matte black

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors (I don’t!)
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like a hanger
Walkin’ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck

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