I Run This

I run this bitch

And I'm gonna keep running

I'm gonna keep running one never running outta money

I'm gonna dog I'm gonna stunt

If i don't do nothing

And my car so pretty all these hoes wan fuck it

I got pussy wet paint

Big boy shoes

Soft ass seats and my trunk go boom

I gotta black ass gun

And a bad yello bitch

And it looks like I'm gonna die like this

Cause we be stunning on these bitches

Get money on these bitches

$250 on the wrist nigga we be the illest

We be the realist

CMB nigga

Uptown soldier with the money to the ceiling

Shining like a diamond from a eagle to a pigeon

Birds on the wire 100 deep and we chilling

Finger on the trigger, that's the uptown living

High to the sky no dobbin for fishes

Hustling, doing donuts in the lam

Candy on the slam

50 on the av

100 at the crib

Get it how you live

Stuntin on these bitches red diamonds how i feel

I run this bitch

I'm a uptown solider

Know how I roll her

Money go get her, MLB all over

Hustling with the birds, go and take it off his shoulder

Grinding with the homies, got the game out the nose

100 gs wrap, hood with a strap

Blowing on the dojo, nigga stuntin in a 'lac

Chicken in the oven, wall safe for the stack

Bought a brand new range, and a brand new 'bac

Old school caddy, fifth wheel slab back

Brand new truck, a brand new bike

A brand new house, a brand new sike

A brand new bitch with a hood rich life

I run this bitch

I run this shit

[Chorus (Lil Wayne)]