Run
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Stupid lil hoe better run
Stupid lil hoe better run'
Stupid lil hoe better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
All on a dinner plate
Eat it like frito lay
Hunt em like Easter Day
We want the bigger plate
Running like free relay
Test him like CBA
Shoot like the NBA
We gon find you where you stay
On my mama i got racks in this bitch
Came in this shit with a mack on my hip
No need for vests we gon aim for you liip
I am soowoo i don't fuck wit no crip
Pussy ass nigga we leave yo ass runnin
You gonna run while i'm countin them hunnits
You trash lil nigga we all get to dumpin
We really be strappin we really be stuntin
We in this shit yea we really be trappin
All these niggas fake they really be cappin
My homies got guns they really be strappin
Pull up on you make a scene like it's magic
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Stupid lil hoe better run
Stupid lil hoe better run'
Stupid lil hoe better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Stupid lil hoe better run
Stupid lil hoe better run'
Stupid lil hoe better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
All on a dinner plate
Eat it like frito lay
Hunt em like Easter Day
We want the bigger plate
Running like free relay
Test him like CBA
Shoot like the NBA
We gon find you where you stay
On my mama i got racks in this bitch
Came in this shit with a mack on my hip
No need for vests we gon aim for you liip
I am soowoo i don't fuck wit no crip
Pussy ass nigga we leave yo ass runnin
You gonna run while i'm countin them hunnits
You trash lil nigga we all get to dumpin
We really be strappin we really be stuntin
We in this shit yea we really be trappin
All these niggas fake they really be cappin
My homies got guns they really be strappin
Pull up on you make a scene like it's magic
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Stupid lil hoe better run
Stupid lil hoe better run'
Stupid lil hoe better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Stupid lil thot better run
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Aye!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
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Writer(s): Salman Houroub
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