歌词
作词 : Jack Abraham Benfield
作曲 : Jack Abraham Benfield
[Chorus]
Run up the city, you know that we turn up
I run with the boss, you get caught with a burna
Come to my crib but you know I return her
If they catch you lacking, there might be a murder
You just lame come and hang with a real one
I'm rocking bosses, you know we make million
Boy talking crazy, you know that we drill 'em
Empty shoe boxes, you know how we fill 'em
[00:45.078]
[Verse 1]
Pull up with a beam in the SRT
Yeah cop a nеw whip now she all on me
Tryna act black but I'm white as can bе
Yeah I'm white Lil Baby, no one harder than me
Make the wrong move now it's R.I.P
Flexing these bands it's not hard for you to see
Yeah I kept getting checks like a MVP
Ball like a pro I ain't on JV
Now we living lavish
'Member times when we ain't have it
Playing with a boss got a gun go grab it
Cop a new watch for every time didn't have it
Come from the mud now they gotta say I'm really cappin
Tryna make it out of the hood keep rapping
In the hellcat yeah I'm speeding into traffic
Spending all my money yeah I'm tryna make it happen
Spending all my money, yeah
[Chorus]
Run up the city, you know that we turn up
I run with the boss, you get caught with a burna
Come to my crib but you know I return her
If they catch you lacking, there might be a murder
You just lame come and hang with a real one
I'm rocking bosses, you know we make million
Boy talking crazy, you know that we drill 'em
Empty shoe boxes, you know how we fill 'em
[Verse 2]
Change up the flow
Yeah you know how I rock
I ain't rocking with Durk I ain't on no block
Chilling on my wrist yeah I gotta keep a clock
Making big moves on the way to the top
Speaking of clock I ain't on TikTok
Ain't passed no case now my bro got locked
You know how we do it my grind don't stop
You know I'm big talk won't run from the cops
Try to give back
Know I rock with a strap
Chilling with a beam but my brodie gotta mac
I'm just waiting for time I receive my plaque
If they catch me lacking I run like track
Really wanna blow I don't know that feeling
Got you talking crazy now my thoughts through the ceiling
You broke my heart now it's time for the healing
Won't let it happen you know I ain't stealing
[02:00.329]
[Chorus]
Run up the city, you know that we turn up
I run with the boss, you get caught with a burna
Come to my crib but you know I return her
If they catch you lacking, there might be a murder
You just lame come and hang with a real one
I'm rocking bosses, you know we make million
Boy talking crazy, you know that we drill 'em
Empty shoe boxes, you know how we fill 'em
Yeah (Yeah)