Ran It Up lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Rich The Kid]
Thugga whaddup brotha
I'm finna pull up dat way, mazi way, ya dig
Keep flexin
Man you know these old ass n*ggas hatin' bro
We got this sh*t f*cked up
We done ran it up
Alright bet see you in a minute
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

[Chorus: 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 f*ck it up
Ran it up they been hatin' I don't give a f*ck
Walkin’ in trap with my banger

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
My di*k in her mouth a retainer
Pull out the strap with a laser
The Goyard got racks you a hater
Ran it up, walk up with 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 whipped the vert
Bend it over, thats yo b*tch, I’m liftin’ up her skirt
You cuffing’ that ho like a cop, I'm bagging queens on the block
Rick owens it cost me a whole lot of guap
Ain’t f*ckin' I just want the top
[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Young Thug]
I put more rings in my fingers (Ooh)
I got her white like Topanga (Topanga)
Walkin’ in trap with my banger (Walk in the trap)
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors (A mansion I don't)
Pocket stuff got a check just to f*ck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a f*ck (Uh)
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like Topanga
Walkin’ in trap with my banger (Woah)
A mansion I don’t got no neighbors (I don't)
Pocket stuff got a check just to f*ck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a f*ck
Yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
If a pus*y n*gga hatin' I don’t give a f*ck
If a pus*y b*tch hatin' I don’t give a sh*t
I'm just tryna' duck the police n*gga crime sh*t
I'm just tryna' duck them people in them crown vics
Pour a four then slow up
Told that b*tch put her clothes up
"i8" got the doors up
Sandwich on me, n*gga cold cut
Recording on the back of the bus and I'm poured up, (Swear)
Make the lil b*tch jump like a frog yeah n*gga I told her
[Chorus: 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 f*ck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a f*ck
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 f*ck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a f*ck

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
Your main b*tch the one you hate
I need that lean like a patient
I know that you said I wouldn’t make it
I'm walking Chanel, got on laces
Give a f*ck 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
[Chorus: 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 f*ck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a f*ck
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 f*ck it up
Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a f*ck