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Lil Uzi Vert - Run Up lyrics


[Intro]
Let me catch myself
Yeah yeah yeah
I’m high as hell
I’m high as f**
Lil uzi lil uzi
Woo

[Hook]
Lil Uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack
I get that money that money yeah
Count up then run up a rack
Run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
Ballin’ in New York in [?]
And you still shoppin’ at Saks (why)
Me and your b**h we had s**, then I turned her over
Me and your b**h we relax, just chill yeah
Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi) yuh
Beatin’ you out like I’m Jackson
[Verse 1]
Yuh, servin’, all of these motherf**in’ zombies
They all on the line
Makin’ the money n***a I’m the man
Chain and the diamonds, the different colors
It lookin’ like that b**h go Toucan Sam
Okay I’m chillin, the b**hes on me and I feel like a villain
I’m poppin a xan, xanny, I’m zany I got your b**h on me
She don’t wear no panties
She just wanna f** me just wanna s** it
She just sit on the dick I’m so uncomfortable
I been gettin’ all this money its ugly
I get the paper, these n***as be hatin’ they b**hes on me
And she might start percolatin’
Let me check your credentials
The Rollie presidential
Look at the watch and that b**h a big face
I’m smokin’ on strong and you smokin’ on shake
I am a star like the top of my wrist
I am a big fan of the um machine because
I like the Rick Owens they hold the case
Rocking a big mask I won’t get ebola
Mixing in Actavis with the cream soda
Pushing the Raf throw it off like a floater
Walking in with suit Goyard briefcase

[Hook]
Lil Uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack


I get that money that money yeah
Count up then run up a rack
Run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
Ballin’ in New York in [?]
And you still shoppin’ at Saks (why)
Me and your b**h we had s**, then I turned her over
Me and your b**h we relax, just chill
Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi)
Beatin’ you up like I’m Jackson

[Verse 2]
Nine millimeter, put her on [?]
Size of a pepperoni on a medium pizza
I am a creature
Chop up and sell all the product to you
You think I is a boss
I just been gettin’ all that money, n***as be talkin’
How much do that new sh** uh cost
I said these n***as be shoppin’ they really not shoppin’
They gettin’ they clothes right from Ross
All of these diamonds are blessings
My teeth VVS’s, I swear to god I only talk
Some of my n***as they blood and they crippin’
Feel like I’m Mr Cool its not my fault
Put on my necklace my bracelet
I swear I’m not basic I shine in the dark
n***as know that my time comin’
I swear that I’m bubblin’ like when snail hit the salt
Me and my old b**h we fell a part
Found a new b**h made her play her part
Racin’ this Rari like Mario cart
My diamonds yellow it lookin’ like Voss
Straight to the ceiling I swear that I’m pimpin’
Whippin’ Bentley, puttin’ them scrimps in

[Hook]
Lil Uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack
I get that money that money yeah
Count up then run up a rack
Run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
Ballin’ in New York in [?]
And you still shoppin’ at Saks (why)
Me and your b**h we had s**, then I turned her over
Me and your b**h we relax, just chill
Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi)
Beatin’ you up like I’m Jackson