Curstin Kay - Run It Up

I want the, I want the, yeah, I want the
I want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
I want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
I want that
(I want that, I want that, I want that)
So, give me that
(Give me that, give me that, give me that)
(Run it up)
Give me that, give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that, give me that
(Run it up)
Give me that, give me that, give me that
(Run it up)
Give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that
They see the face. They know the name
I like expensive things, like diamond rings
When I walk through the doors all eyes on me
Looking like the baddest thing that they’ve ever seen
You think I don’t know? Boy I’m fly as hell, can get you high as hell
But tell me can you match this flow, and can you take control? (Can you)
Ima queen, gotta treat me like royalty
Looking like the baddest thing that they’ve ever seen
I want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
(Ima queen)
I want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
(Gotta treat me like royalty)
I want that
(I want that, I want that, I want that)
So, give me that
(Give me that, give me that, give me that)
Give me that, give me that, give me that
(Run it up)
Give me that, give me that, give me that
(Run it up)
Give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that, give me that
(Yeah, run it up, run it up)
Give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that
I want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
I want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
Yeah, I want that
(I want that, I want that, I want that)
So, give me that
(Give me that, give me that, give me that)
(Run it up)
Give me that, give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that, give me that
(Run it up)
Give me that, give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that, give me that
(Yeah, run it up, run it up)
Give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that, give me that
Give me that, give me that
When I walk through the doors all eyes on me
Looking like the baddest thing that they’ve ever seen
Gotta be a baller, real shot caller (Give it to me)
Gotta be a baller, real shot caller (So give it all to me)
I want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
I want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
I want that
(I want that, I want that, I want that)
So, give me that, give me that (Give me that)
At the end of the day I know my worth
I just want what I want, and it is what it is
(Run it up)

Written by:
Curstin Kaufman, Joshua Simmons

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