Run It
On a mission I be gettin to da money, dese 20s, dese 50s, dese 100s
Ol cappin ass niggas be frontin, can't race me less ya dash say 220
I be all stage gettin blunted, pussy get real tight wen she cummin
I'm good in da hood dey love me, go ask bout LO$ Dey gone tell ya I run it
Need a bag, need a brick, need a onion Dare a nigga come take sum from me
Young nigga I be comin thru stuntin, and Dey say I act funny since I got a lil money
Draco wit da snares we drummin, ween askin no question we gunnin
Bout me my niggas go dummy, wen u ask em bout LO$ dey gone tell u I run it
Hit my cup 2 times u'll doze off, FN on me blow a nigga nose off
Wen I was young I never pay for da pussy, got rich now I'm tricks off
I ain't got my drugs den I'm pissed off, ion fw dese niggas dey too soft
In my hood niggas tryna make big plays, primetime nigga u'll picked off
Came from da tranches I grew up a savage, never be naked I keep me a ratchet
Louis Vuitton I jus brought me some baggage, u on da bench I'm on my team I'm da captain
Gimme da mission I'm makin it happen, I keep real most dese niggas cappin
Big pistol on me it feel like some plastic, don't run up on me dat bitch do some damage
I'm wit Miraxle posted on Gresham rd. Any drug u thank of he get it gone
Shoot 100 bet 100 on 10-4, I ain't breakdown shit I jus sale it whole
Betta have all of it u swing my door Junkies love a nigga cuz I be sellin dope
Street love a nigga dey say I give em hope LO$ runnin shit n most of dese niggas know
On a mission I be gettin to da money, dese 20s, dese 50s, dese 100s
Ol cappin ass niggas be frontin, can't race me less ya dash say 220
I be all stage gettin blunted, pussy get real tight wen she cummin
I'm good in da hood dey love me, go ask bout LO$ Dey gone tell ya I run it
Need a bag, need a brick, need a onion. Dare a nigga come take sum from me
Young nigga I be comin thru stuntin, and Dey say I act funny since I got a lil money
Draco wit da snares we drummin, ween askin no question we gunnin
Bout me my niggas go dummy, wen u ask em bout LO$ dey gone tell u I run it
I keep me a pistol I trust nun, u got one but u ain't gone bust nun
Ion lik ha she wear too much make up She be smearing ya shit on my button up
How u a BOS and don't run nun All my niggas kno is jus run it up
Wen I do me a show it be lit as fuck Any woman I leave wit is thick af
Mexican, Asian or black I got options. Dis water be drippin I look lik faucet
I'm not on da scene but I'm always da topic, u niggas can't fw da shit dat I'm poppin
Gelato and Percocet keep me on rocket, she suck on me good I put blues on her pocket
I spend it to make it I'm all bout a profit, it's truth in my stories they call me profit
Used to be broke, had to get up off my ass Now I be drippin from sellin da swag
Revamp da old school I digi da dash Bitch in da bully I'm come thru and smash
Suck on my dick while I grip on dat ass. Kno I'm da truth, I ain't gotta brag
Everything I do to run up da bag, It's all for my son I jus do it for Kash
On a mission I be gettin to da money, dese 20s, dese 50s, dese 100s
Ol cappin ass niggas be frontin, can't race me less ya dash say 220
I be all stage gettin blunted, pussy get real tight wen she cummin
I'm good in da hood dey love me, go ask bout LO$ Dey gone tell ya I run it
Need a bag, need a brick, need a onion. Dare a nigga come take sum from me
Young nigga I be comin thru stuntin, and Dey say I act funny since I got a lil money
Draco wit da snares we drummin, ween askin no question we gunnin
Bout me my niggas go dummy, wen u ask em bout LO$ dey gone tell u I run it
Ol cappin ass niggas be frontin, can't race me less ya dash say 220
I be all stage gettin blunted, pussy get real tight wen she cummin
I'm good in da hood dey love me, go ask bout LO$ Dey gone tell ya I run it
Need a bag, need a brick, need a onion Dare a nigga come take sum from me
Young nigga I be comin thru stuntin, and Dey say I act funny since I got a lil money
Draco wit da snares we drummin, ween askin no question we gunnin
Bout me my niggas go dummy, wen u ask em bout LO$ dey gone tell u I run it
Hit my cup 2 times u'll doze off, FN on me blow a nigga nose off
Wen I was young I never pay for da pussy, got rich now I'm tricks off
I ain't got my drugs den I'm pissed off, ion fw dese niggas dey too soft
In my hood niggas tryna make big plays, primetime nigga u'll picked off
Came from da tranches I grew up a savage, never be naked I keep me a ratchet
Louis Vuitton I jus brought me some baggage, u on da bench I'm on my team I'm da captain
Gimme da mission I'm makin it happen, I keep real most dese niggas cappin
Big pistol on me it feel like some plastic, don't run up on me dat bitch do some damage
I'm wit Miraxle posted on Gresham rd. Any drug u thank of he get it gone
Shoot 100 bet 100 on 10-4, I ain't breakdown shit I jus sale it whole
Betta have all of it u swing my door Junkies love a nigga cuz I be sellin dope
Street love a nigga dey say I give em hope LO$ runnin shit n most of dese niggas know
On a mission I be gettin to da money, dese 20s, dese 50s, dese 100s
Ol cappin ass niggas be frontin, can't race me less ya dash say 220
I be all stage gettin blunted, pussy get real tight wen she cummin
I'm good in da hood dey love me, go ask bout LO$ Dey gone tell ya I run it
Need a bag, need a brick, need a onion. Dare a nigga come take sum from me
Young nigga I be comin thru stuntin, and Dey say I act funny since I got a lil money
Draco wit da snares we drummin, ween askin no question we gunnin
Bout me my niggas go dummy, wen u ask em bout LO$ dey gone tell u I run it
I keep me a pistol I trust nun, u got one but u ain't gone bust nun
Ion lik ha she wear too much make up She be smearing ya shit on my button up
How u a BOS and don't run nun All my niggas kno is jus run it up
Wen I do me a show it be lit as fuck Any woman I leave wit is thick af
Mexican, Asian or black I got options. Dis water be drippin I look lik faucet
I'm not on da scene but I'm always da topic, u niggas can't fw da shit dat I'm poppin
Gelato and Percocet keep me on rocket, she suck on me good I put blues on her pocket
I spend it to make it I'm all bout a profit, it's truth in my stories they call me profit
Used to be broke, had to get up off my ass Now I be drippin from sellin da swag
Revamp da old school I digi da dash Bitch in da bully I'm come thru and smash
Suck on my dick while I grip on dat ass. Kno I'm da truth, I ain't gotta brag
Everything I do to run up da bag, It's all for my son I jus do it for Kash
On a mission I be gettin to da money, dese 20s, dese 50s, dese 100s
Ol cappin ass niggas be frontin, can't race me less ya dash say 220
I be all stage gettin blunted, pussy get real tight wen she cummin
I'm good in da hood dey love me, go ask bout LO$ Dey gone tell ya I run it
Need a bag, need a brick, need a onion. Dare a nigga come take sum from me
Young nigga I be comin thru stuntin, and Dey say I act funny since I got a lil money
Draco wit da snares we drummin, ween askin no question we gunnin
Bout me my niggas go dummy, wen u ask em bout LO$ dey gone tell u I run it
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Writer(s): Karlos Richardson
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