Run Up! lyrics

[Intro]
Hey guys, I really need help right now
My dad died in a fire, and they can't find his body
So, like, please contact me if you know (Like please)
Okay bye

[Chorus]
Run up a check
Pull up and flex
Shoot on your ex
I do not rest
b*tch I'm the best
b*tch I don't test
f*ck on a guest
f*ck on her ass
Run up a check
Pull up and flex
Shoot on your ex
I do not rest
b*tch I'm the best
b*tch I don't test
f*ck on a guest
f*ck on her ass

[Verse 1]
b*tch my name is MOL$ and I slap your f*cking father
Yeah I pull up in a drop-top and I'm sucking off your daughter
b*tch don't call me corny or I'll break your f*cking jaw
b*tch you know in slow-mos and we never break the law
Yeah I pull up on my shooter and you know I flex a lot
b*tch I eat her ass like a motherf*cking tater tot
All you pus*y b*tches need a di*k rub 'mmm
Hit her one time, make her jump like a hiccup
(?) be in her tongues like we jumping in her butt
And you'll end up with a cut if you try and bust a nut
f*ck a b*tch once a month
Side b*tch stays just for fun
Grab my di*k, made me c*m
All my nut, in her tum'
Louis and Designer on my motherf*cking kicks
b*tch you better shut 'fore I f*cking hit a lick
If you a pus*y boy, and you keep on talking sh*t
Pull up on your mama, and I hit her with the stick