(Run it up)
(Run it up)
(Run it up)
I might go to Vegas
Shit
I might go to Vega's
My laugh is contagious my dick is amazing
My bitches acute
They switching up angles
My n***** is surfin'
My n***** is searchin'
My n***** is findin'
Looking for cars, pussy
We looking for diamonds
I see it it's blindin'
This ain't the same shit
You see me in traffic
You see I just lane switched
Look at yo girlfriend
Look at my side hoe
I think they the same bitch
Ain't got no girlfriend
I ain't got no main Bitch
I ain't got no love life
Ain't got no side hoes
I might hit the strip club
And go see what the club like
We had to pick up the slack
It's me and CD in the cut
I was making $1,000 a week
Pops said I ain't making enough
Shit
It's better when Myles make the beat
I'm driving I'm taking the keys
I float like Muhammad Ali
And if she ain't f*cking I leave
You know it ain't no way to challenge us
We hop out Avengers and Challengers
I'm spending I'm f*cking the balance up
I'm adding dates on the calendar
I ain't gone ever get back wit' her
I stay away from the Draculas
But I stay close to the spatula
We multiply what you adding up
I might put B*** on the snap
That add some clout to the network
Might get the pussy for free
You n***** putting in leg work
I might just addy my problems
Sleep so good ah n**** neck hurt
Sleep so good a n**** neck hurt
Got so much money that the mothaf*ckin' check hurt
Gotta lie to n***** damn
Where Austin wit' my keys at?
That was it
Might Go To Vegas
Got so much money that the mothaf*ckin check hurt
Sleep so good a n**** neck hurt