Run It

They say money money money money money Talk a lot
I don't hear these broke ass niggas
Cause they tryna take my spot
You act funny when you 'round me nigga get you lined in chalk
And you know that ain't just talk
Call me Kujo I'm that dog
A nigga ain't got no conscience
I kill a nigga with his baby watchin
Blaim my moms she made a monster
Fucking with me then pray to God
Don't play with profit
Sick with a tool
Yea
Spray on a fool
Yea
Play by the rules
Nah
Take all the jewels
I'm a lion in a valley of hyenas
Niggas want to battle bring more guns than Iwo Jima
Get your brother smoked and now you coughin emphysema
I'm a keep on shootin 'til there ain't no beef between us
I take a break from all my scheming
Got a bad bitch call her Trina
Yea she short and thick Latina
With an ass just like Selena
Got that magic puss Sabrina
Yea She wet like Aquafina
When I hit feel like I'm dreamin
Back to work after I cream her

Cause these
Niggas flashing diamonds look like targets to me
Leave two holes up in their chest and make it harder to breathe
Know my Hands Is always dirty but they're hard to stay clean
Cause I see what niggas have and then I want it for me

I tell 'em
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
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Run it
Run it
Run it
Run
I tell 'em
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
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Run it
Run

Birdies hit my phone
Hungry for a few scraps
That's not the shit I'm on hit the blunt and relax
If I can't order I'll import it I'll avoid all the tax
I just bought a brand new collar I ain't worried 'bout stacks
Bitch
Who hopped on the throne
You looking at me
How all the dope boys all morph into fiends
Why all these niggas ain't hard as they seem
I think they corny they're boring to me

Choppin them O's
Pushin 4-4s
Niggas be lying
Remind me of hoes
Bitches be crying they doing the most
Fuck if I'm dying
I'm driving a ghost
I saw from all your hashtags
Got a stash up in your mattress
I open Google maps and bring my burner to your address
Pistol to your forehead now your bitch scream like an actress
Can't do nothin for her thuggin scary shit can happen
Unless it got 4 zeroes for a verse then I ain't rapping
They ask if I'm Latino I say no bitch I'm a black man
But I run up them pesos on a track I keep on lappin
I raw dawg on your bitch 'til I pull out then put it back in
She lil up on top but shawty heavy on the back end
And I got some more inches on your business where you lackin
It's 20 for a G cause where you from bitch yes I'm taxing
Why you got 10 niggas if you really bout that action?

Niggas flashing diamonds look like targets to me
Leave two holes up in their chest and make it harder to breathe
Know my Hands Is always dirty but they're hard to stay clean
Cause I see what niggas have and then I want it for me

I tell 'em
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run
I tell 'em
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run