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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Songwriter
London Holmes
London Holmes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Thugger, YSL for life
We ran up the digits, we ran up the money
We ran up the digits, we ran up the money
We ran up some
We got London on da Track
[PreChorus]
****, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin', yeah
You can lose your life but it gon' keep goin' (Yeah)
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'? Yeah
When you die, somebody else was born
But at least we got to say
[Chorus]
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money (Sheesh, sheesh)
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up some money
We ran up some digits, we ran up some money
[Verse 1]
I'm leanin' like I'm on a fifth of the Henny
I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits
They didn't know me well so I left 'em with wishes
You know it's a drought when you grind and can't flip it (Wow, woo)
I'm livin' big, I swear to God I'm Liu Kang kickin' (What?)
Montana
Mama gon' slime, hustle
Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma
You know my ice blingin', light up just like a candle (Ah)
Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel (Rollie, Rollie)
My racks are squeakin', I'm not fartin'
I hop in that 'Rari, I crank up like Warren
[PreChorus]
****, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin', yeah
You can lose your life but it's gon' keep goin'
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'? Yeah (Just know that)
When you die, somebody else was born
But at least we got to say
[Chorus]
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up some money
We ran up some digits, we ran up some money
[Verse 2]
I'ma move me some dope like I'm Future
I'ma go in that bit' with a ruler
I'ma toast me a **** like Strudels
I'ma keep a red flag 'cause I'm boolin' (Whoa, flatt)
I know some roller spaces, I could duly (Woo, rollin', rollin')
Yeah, yeah, I'm screamin', "Oh my God," like Cooly (Oh my God)
When I snort it, I feel like I was aborted
If I ever adore you, bae, you better drive what's foreign
I've been gettin' money before the music, fuck Pandora (Fuck, fuck)
I just do this shit when I get bored
[PreChorus]
****, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin', yeah
You can lose your life but it's gon' keep goin'
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'? Yeah
When you die, somebody else was born
But at least we got to say
[Chorus]
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money (Run it up, run it up)
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up some money
We ran up some digits, we ran up some money
[Outro]
We got London on da Track
Written by: Jeffery Williams, London Holmes
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