Solo Runner
Leh ride
These niggas they jokes i cannot go broke
I run up them bands yeah
Come get your bitch she all on my dick
She know I'm the man yeah
All these bitches need some damn help
A hunna racks up in the damn air
I told these niggas I aint playing fair
A hunna shots a leave you laying there
The niggas they jokes
I cannot go broke
The four five i tote
If a nigga want smoke
Come get your hoe man
She all on my bro
When she suck on the tip
I be curling my toes
She geeked high as fuck
She got coke in her nose
If she reach for my money
Them bullets gon blow
I hopped in the rarri
He hopped in the ghost
Go get them bands
Yeah thats all that we know
Solo runner never been a dick rider
Sorry not sorry I was taught to go harder
Niggas hate so much they hate on they mama
I come from a city with nun but hunger
Excuse me but it made me stronger
Im a humble brother thats an order
Ive been double crossed and all that
So fuck yall thats my format
That bitch a thot she aint nun to let go
I hopped out the porsche had to make sumn shake
Yall niggas pussy fuck all of that good shit
Nun sweet about me get the fuck out my face
All of my shooters be dressed in all black
They aint friendly they ready to catch em a case
My niggas hungry thread lightly around
My killers you got sumn they want they'll take
Yall niggas cap
I aint never been the type to fold
Thats on my unborn kids
Lil homie a rat
Nigga got jammed now he talking and
Running off his mouth and shit
Got sumn for that
Niggas know I got that with me
Let my friend prove that you a bitch
Sweep it under the mat
Gotta get rid of the body and make
Sure it don't pop on the grid
I got so much drip on me enough
To make the sea mad believe that
Niggas they talking down on me shoot em
In they knee cap handicapped
I aint got no time for no friends in case
Of some hot shit they turn to the feds
Niggas turn snake for bread on
Gang now it's off with they heads
Leh ride
These niggas they jokes i cannot go broke
I run up them bands yeah
Come get your bitch she all on my dick
She know I'm the man yeah
All these bitches need some damn help
A hunna racks up in the damn air
I told these niggas I aint playing fair
A hunna shots a leave you laying there
The niggas they jokes
I cannot go broke
The four five i tote
If a nigga want smoke
Come get your hoe man
She all on my bro
When she suck on the tip
I be curling my toes
She geeked high as fuck
She got coke in her nose
If she reach for my money
Them bullets gon blow
I hopped in the rarri
He hopped in the ghost
Go get them bands
Yeah thats all that we know
Go get them bands yeah
That's all that we know
Cash out them racks
Then we go get some mo
Shawty she bad
But I think she a hoe
Make her feel like a star
Then she fuck on my bros
Pop me a perc now I feel like I float
I need a raincoat the pussy is soaked
I hopped on the road searching for gold
The devil a lie I will not sell my soul
Solo runner I don't need a supplier
I robbed the plug when his prices got higher
Don't fuck with them boys man
Them niggas some liars
If they get caught they gone
Sing like a choir
Better watch what you say
cause them niggas be wired
I been cut em off all these niggas expired
Boy I'm on my shit man I swear I'm on fire
First came the cash then I switched my attire
Making money I don't need no help
Got them racks did it all by myself
Fuck the bottom I'm going top shelf
All designer my shoes match my belt
I got clout I ain't fuckin with Keisha
My bitch she a queen like Latifah
Ain't spending no money on sneakers
I rather swipe for some Neimans
Take yo bitch now she mine finders keepers
We gone ball stay yo ass in the bleachers
And the price just went up on the features
Boy get back I ain't fuckin with leechers
Tote the glock cause these niggas be reaching
Parked the rarri then jumped in the demon
For the dick yeah yo bitch she be fiendin
She a pirate she killed all my semen
Leh ride
These niggas they jokes i cannot go broke
I run up them bands yeah
Come get your bitch she all on my dick
She know I'm the man yeah
All these bitches need some damn help
A hunna racks up in the damn air
I told these niggas I aint playing fair
A hunna shots a leave you laying there
The niggas they jokes
I cannot go broke
The four five i tote
If a nigga want smoke
Come get your hoe man
She all on my bro
When she suck on the tip
I be curling my toes
She geeked high as fuck
She got coke in her nose
If she reach for my money
Them bullets gon blow
I hopped in the rarri
He hopped in the ghost
Go get them bands
Yeah thats all that we know
These niggas they jokes i cannot go broke
I run up them bands yeah
Come get your bitch she all on my dick
She know I'm the man yeah
All these bitches need some damn help
A hunna racks up in the damn air
I told these niggas I aint playing fair
A hunna shots a leave you laying there
The niggas they jokes
I cannot go broke
The four five i tote
If a nigga want smoke
Come get your hoe man
She all on my bro
When she suck on the tip
I be curling my toes
She geeked high as fuck
She got coke in her nose
If she reach for my money
Them bullets gon blow
I hopped in the rarri
He hopped in the ghost
Go get them bands
Yeah thats all that we know
Solo runner never been a dick rider
Sorry not sorry I was taught to go harder
Niggas hate so much they hate on they mama
I come from a city with nun but hunger
Excuse me but it made me stronger
Im a humble brother thats an order
Ive been double crossed and all that
So fuck yall thats my format
That bitch a thot she aint nun to let go
I hopped out the porsche had to make sumn shake
Yall niggas pussy fuck all of that good shit
Nun sweet about me get the fuck out my face
All of my shooters be dressed in all black
They aint friendly they ready to catch em a case
My niggas hungry thread lightly around
My killers you got sumn they want they'll take
Yall niggas cap
I aint never been the type to fold
Thats on my unborn kids
Lil homie a rat
Nigga got jammed now he talking and
Running off his mouth and shit
Got sumn for that
Niggas know I got that with me
Let my friend prove that you a bitch
Sweep it under the mat
Gotta get rid of the body and make
Sure it don't pop on the grid
I got so much drip on me enough
To make the sea mad believe that
Niggas they talking down on me shoot em
In they knee cap handicapped
I aint got no time for no friends in case
Of some hot shit they turn to the feds
Niggas turn snake for bread on
Gang now it's off with they heads
Leh ride
These niggas they jokes i cannot go broke
I run up them bands yeah
Come get your bitch she all on my dick
She know I'm the man yeah
All these bitches need some damn help
A hunna racks up in the damn air
I told these niggas I aint playing fair
A hunna shots a leave you laying there
The niggas they jokes
I cannot go broke
The four five i tote
If a nigga want smoke
Come get your hoe man
She all on my bro
When she suck on the tip
I be curling my toes
She geeked high as fuck
She got coke in her nose
If she reach for my money
Them bullets gon blow
I hopped in the rarri
He hopped in the ghost
Go get them bands
Yeah thats all that we know
Go get them bands yeah
That's all that we know
Cash out them racks
Then we go get some mo
Shawty she bad
But I think she a hoe
Make her feel like a star
Then she fuck on my bros
Pop me a perc now I feel like I float
I need a raincoat the pussy is soaked
I hopped on the road searching for gold
The devil a lie I will not sell my soul
Solo runner I don't need a supplier
I robbed the plug when his prices got higher
Don't fuck with them boys man
Them niggas some liars
If they get caught they gone
Sing like a choir
Better watch what you say
cause them niggas be wired
I been cut em off all these niggas expired
Boy I'm on my shit man I swear I'm on fire
First came the cash then I switched my attire
Making money I don't need no help
Got them racks did it all by myself
Fuck the bottom I'm going top shelf
All designer my shoes match my belt
I got clout I ain't fuckin with Keisha
My bitch she a queen like Latifah
Ain't spending no money on sneakers
I rather swipe for some Neimans
Take yo bitch now she mine finders keepers
We gone ball stay yo ass in the bleachers
And the price just went up on the features
Boy get back I ain't fuckin with leechers
Tote the glock cause these niggas be reaching
Parked the rarri then jumped in the demon
For the dick yeah yo bitch she be fiendin
She a pirate she killed all my semen
Leh ride
These niggas they jokes i cannot go broke
I run up them bands yeah
Come get your bitch she all on my dick
She know I'm the man yeah
All these bitches need some damn help
A hunna racks up in the damn air
I told these niggas I aint playing fair
A hunna shots a leave you laying there
The niggas they jokes
I cannot go broke
The four five i tote
If a nigga want smoke
Come get your hoe man
She all on my bro
When she suck on the tip
I be curling my toes
She geeked high as fuck
She got coke in her nose
If she reach for my money
Them bullets gon blow
I hopped in the rarri
He hopped in the ghost
Go get them bands
Yeah thats all that we know
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Writer(s): Francesco Benjamin
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