Текст Lil Yachty – Run: Running

Young nigga just ran the sac the up
Young nigga just ran the sac the up
Young nigga just ran the sac the up
Young nigga just ran the sac the up

Run my sac up
Run my sac up

I think I just raised the leverage
Purple codiene in my beverage
I’m from the 6 that’s where I stay
Fuck with my gang you gon’ get slayed
And I promise everything on me is good
He can’t be in the 6 cause that nigga not rich enough
And I can see it in his eye that nigga is broke
I be laughing at his jokes
I be fucking on his hoes
I spent everything I have
Just to make it right back
A nigga never gave me a sac
Cause I ran my sac up

Ran my sac up
Ran my sac up

I’m making my way, I’m making my
Making my way, I’m making my
I don’t even got no time
To this money I don’t need ?
I’m making my way, I’m making my
Making my way, I’m making my
These niggas broke, they can’t hang around me

Run my sac up
Run my sac up

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We keep on running it up
We keep on running it up
We keep on, keep, keep
In this game I’m running ya ya
These niggas keep running from us
We keep on thumbing ya ya
Cause we keep on running it up
We keep on running it up
I can’t even stress it enough
My pockets just ain’t fat enough
They say Lil Boat you changed
They say Lil Boat don’t give a fuck about your fam
When you get to the fame I need me bout 3 rings
Cause I’m just not flexing enough
And these nigga they not hating enough
But trust and believe
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with my gang I’m not sleep
I’mma take care of my brothers, make sure they eat
Niggas act like they don’t see, when you rise above them
We gon’ ?
Done running it up