Love's got beats, techniques, we run it up, we run it up, we run it up Just run it up, just run it up Just run it up, just run it up Now you see me, on the streets What up nigga, what's the beef? Come for me, you won't eat Touchdown, let's go for the three Pull up, and get baked My mistake, this *** last In your face, it's where I lay Take chances, everyday Grind hard, that's all I gotta say Get this money, on the interstate Where your fans? Where your bands? Where your money at? I'm the man Just run it up, just run it up Make the money, stack it up Just run it up, just run it up Stack it up, just live it up Get this money, just run it up Run it up, just run it up Run it up, we run it up, we run it up Run it up, just run it up I hit the freeway, to get them big plays I'm tryna get it, in every way My nigga told me bro, step out your box I did what I did, and I popped all my locks I gotta drop, I'm tryna make it hot I'm tryna come back to the top And get that drop, yeah I'm swervin' through the block If any nigga give me problems, I cop that Glock Finessin' all these bucks, tryna get all these bucks I'm goin' to the top, and I don't give a *** I'ma go swing my chain, switch my lanes I'm catchin' all these checks Go and make it rain, then I'm clean up the game Just run it up, just run it up My nigga we run it up Just run it up, run it up My nigga we run it up Get this money, just run it up Run it up, just run it up Run it up, we run it up, we run it up Just run it up We run it up, we run it up So this ain't tough We get them bucks, so we ain't stuck Run it up, run it up Run it up, we at it all Bands poppin'