[Intro]

Go get ‘em, Sai!

Go get ‘em!

[Chorus: Kaya]

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

[Verse 1: Khyng Jay]

New money comin’, it flow like a breeze

We livin’ better

Used to be down, lately I'm up

I had to start movin’ clever

Countin’ my blessings like beggars

Prayin’ for lettuce and cheddar

So many O’s in my bank account

Brotha, it look like I'm writin’ a letter

Took a lil’ time, but I’m here

I done burnt all the gas stompin’ on pedals

They ain't believe, but now they rock with the gang

No heavy metal

Turn up that bass and that treble

Get what I want, I can't sеttle

Never been part of my stylе to follow the crowd

I move like a rebel

[Chorus: Kaya & Bachi ]

(Move like rebel, listen)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Run it)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Runnin’ and runnin’)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Yeah, yeah)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Turnin’ that nothin’ to somethin’)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Gettin’ that money, these bands)

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Bachi]

We do not care ‘bout no fittin’ in

It’s time to run up these dividends

Man, what a time that we livin’ in

I been workin’ on my penmanship

Said these thoughts turnin’ into sentences

If I started this, then I’ma finish it

I think lil’ shawty is Dominican

‘Cause she speakin’ Spanish but look cinnamon

Need to repent, I’m a sinnin’ man

And I keep it cool like a ceiling fan

King of the Michaels, no Jillian

Huh

We tryna run up a million

We tryna run up a billion

We tryna—

[Chorus: Kaya & Jay Safari ]

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Oh)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Oh)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

Run it, run it, run it, run it (Oh)

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

[Verse 3: Jay Safari]

Look

First quarter coach gon’ put me in the game, yeah

I’m gon’ run the numbers up in any city

I feel like Lebron James, yeah

First class on the plane, yeah

Presidential Plain Jane, yeah

I been runnin’ ‘round the same streets since a jit

I ain’t been the same, yeah

Aye, yeah

Streets sayin’ you a lame

No, we ain’t the same, the case is closed

She sayin’ you a lame

With me, switching lanes I already know

The beach on the west coast she feelin’ the gold sand between her toes

She get it, she get it too

I’m ready, I'm ridin’ with you

[Chorus: Kaya]

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it

Run it, run it, run it, run it