No Cases
Run the money like it's running back
If you really spent your money
Get your money back
Listen bitch
I be running after money like a running back
Oh you spent your money on her
Get your money back
Oh you doing all that yelling
What you barking at?
Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at
I can't stop now, I'm too anxious
Don't get too close, I'm too dangerous
Bitch I can't get caught, I'm too faceless
Who else got bodies like me, but no cases
Ay bitch I go crazy
See that nina on my hip?
That's my baby
I was meaning to fuck but I was lazy
My little homie got it on him, that's a .380
Bitch, I got two faces
Bitch I need to get this money I'm impatient
Yeah you slow walk, I be racin'
All you do is talk motherfucker, you be fakin'
Bitch I be getting money, I don't need to rap
Directly on the throne is where I'm seated at
All these suckas hating but I'm loving that
I don't care about 'em, huh don't bring that thang back
I be running after money like a running back
Oh you spent your money on her
Get your money back
Oh you doing all that yelling
What you barking at?
Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at
I can't stop now, I'm too anxious
Don't get too close, I'm too dangerous
Bitch I can't get caught, I'm too faceless
Who else got bodies like me, but no cases
Why you snitching on your homies?
We ain't cool with that
All that talking on them phones
We ain't doing that
Lil baddie on my line
Bitch I'm done with that
If you really want the beef
Show me where you at
You be telling on them phones
That's a hot line
If you think we in a race
You can stop trying
Why you talking all that gang shit? Stop lying
Bitch we really in the field with them Glock nines
Bitch, I made a hundred off that laptop
My little homies in the field with them lamb chops
Exactly what you are, bitch I am not
I'm getting money muthafucker and I can't stop
I be running after money like a running back
Oh you spent your money on her
Get your money back
Oh you doing all that yelling
What you barking at?
Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at
I can't stop now, I'm too anxious
Don't get too close, I'm too dangerous
Bitch I can't get caught, I'm too faceless
Who else got bodies like me, but no cases
If you really spent your money
Get your money back
Listen bitch
I be running after money like a running back
Oh you spent your money on her
Get your money back
Oh you doing all that yelling
What you barking at?
Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at
I can't stop now, I'm too anxious
Don't get too close, I'm too dangerous
Bitch I can't get caught, I'm too faceless
Who else got bodies like me, but no cases
Ay bitch I go crazy
See that nina on my hip?
That's my baby
I was meaning to fuck but I was lazy
My little homie got it on him, that's a .380
Bitch, I got two faces
Bitch I need to get this money I'm impatient
Yeah you slow walk, I be racin'
All you do is talk motherfucker, you be fakin'
Bitch I be getting money, I don't need to rap
Directly on the throne is where I'm seated at
All these suckas hating but I'm loving that
I don't care about 'em, huh don't bring that thang back
I be running after money like a running back
Oh you spent your money on her
Get your money back
Oh you doing all that yelling
What you barking at?
Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at
I can't stop now, I'm too anxious
Don't get too close, I'm too dangerous
Bitch I can't get caught, I'm too faceless
Who else got bodies like me, but no cases
Why you snitching on your homies?
We ain't cool with that
All that talking on them phones
We ain't doing that
Lil baddie on my line
Bitch I'm done with that
If you really want the beef
Show me where you at
You be telling on them phones
That's a hot line
If you think we in a race
You can stop trying
Why you talking all that gang shit? Stop lying
Bitch we really in the field with them Glock nines
Bitch, I made a hundred off that laptop
My little homies in the field with them lamb chops
Exactly what you are, bitch I am not
I'm getting money muthafucker and I can't stop
I be running after money like a running back
Oh you spent your money on her
Get your money back
Oh you doing all that yelling
What you barking at?
Got a foolie on me, tell me where to park it at
I can't stop now, I'm too anxious
Don't get too close, I'm too dangerous
Bitch I can't get caught, I'm too faceless
Who else got bodies like me, but no cases
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Writer(s): Rigoberto Diaz
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