Yeah, aye
Run it up, run it up
Got a pump, in the trunk
You a punk, you a bitch
Lil Tra$h gettin' rich
I'ma smash on yo' bitch
Then I skrt, in the whip
Foreign in the backyard
Go zoomin', Nascar, aye
Lil Tra$h boutta get a big bag
Spend the big racks on big tags, Bill Gates
Run up on me, catch a body
I don't got a problem
But you lookin' at me like you got somethin' to say
What you mean, bitch you broke
Diamonds on my big toe
Hit the store, run a check
Bought your hoe a Gucci neck
Fendi on my belt, I got no room inside my pockets
Hit the gas and then I zoom and zig and zag, and cop the profit
Fuckin' with me, that's the issue
Cause I'll poof you like a wizard
Ain't got time for no bullshit, run up then you'll get the pistol
Run it up, run it up
Got a pump, in the trunk
You a punk, you a bitch
Lil Tra$h gettin' rich
I'ma smash on yo' bitch
Then I skrt, in the whip
Foreign in the backyard
Go zoomin', Nascar, aye
Pinecone bitch, you a punk, I'm a shooter (yuh)
AK-47 hit yo' block cause I'm the ruler
I don't want yo' bit' cause she got a stanky cooter (nasty)
Run up on Pinecone, ice you like a jeweler
Pinecone bust a clip and then I confiscate yo' money (cash)
Playin' with my cash, you know that make you a dummy (stupid)
Diamond on my teeth, yeah you know they lookin' pretty (diamond)
Pinecone take it all, I don't do no fifty fifty
Run it up, run it up
Got a pump, in the trunk
You a punk, you a bitch
Lil Tra$h gettin' rich
Run it up, run it up
Got a pump, in the trunk
You a punk, you a bitch
Lil Tra$h gettin' rich
I'ma smash on yo' bitch
Then I skrt, in the whip
Foreign in the backyard
Go zoomin', Nascar
Run it up, run it up
Got a pump, in the trunk
You a punk, you a bitch
Lil Tra$h gettin' rich
I'ma smash on yo' bitch
Then I skrt, in the whip
Foreign in the backyard
Go zoomin', Nascar, aye