Run Amok
What the fuck
If it's up, then it's stuck
Bitch, I run amok
I said knuck if you
Buck, buck, buck, buck
Fuck what you heard
Can't put me in a box until my motherfuckin' hearse
Hater up my steams like you motherfuckin' worst
Hide behind a screen like you a motherfuckin' nerd
How you think that you about it from the motherfuckin' burbs?
I been movin' 'round city, ain't no fuckin' with me, I got no facade, aye
All my brothers comin' with me, I was countin' pennies, fuck a 9 to 5, aye
I don't really got no pity, heard you tried to diss me, bitch, I gave you rides, aye
What the fuck you really tryna do about it, tryna pull up on the mob?
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
What the fuck
If it's up, then it's stuck
Bitch, I run amok (I'm not an animal, an animal, an an-na-na-)
I said knuck if you
Buck, buck, buck, buck
RZRGNG, drown in my blood
That lil' bitch told me I'm strange, then she said she wanna fuck
And then right after we bang, she said she wants to be cut
Swear to God I tried to change, I was born to run amok
Pussy boy, you just a "wanna-be"
I don't gotta die to go to hell, the Devil's son is me
Ten thousand degrees, I'm burnin' hotter than the summer be
I'm on cocaine, why you trippin', why you stuttering
Shouldn't be here, to be honest, you should
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run (say that shit)
Run, run, run, run (bitch)
Run, run, run, run
What the fuck
If it's up, then it's stuck
Bitch, I run amok
I said knuck if you
Buck, buck, buck, buck
If it's up, then it's stuck
Bitch, I run amok
I said knuck if you
Buck, buck, buck, buck
Fuck what you heard
Can't put me in a box until my motherfuckin' hearse
Hater up my steams like you motherfuckin' worst
Hide behind a screen like you a motherfuckin' nerd
How you think that you about it from the motherfuckin' burbs?
I been movin' 'round city, ain't no fuckin' with me, I got no facade, aye
All my brothers comin' with me, I was countin' pennies, fuck a 9 to 5, aye
I don't really got no pity, heard you tried to diss me, bitch, I gave you rides, aye
What the fuck you really tryna do about it, tryna pull up on the mob?
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
What the fuck
If it's up, then it's stuck
Bitch, I run amok (I'm not an animal, an animal, an an-na-na-)
I said knuck if you
Buck, buck, buck, buck
RZRGNG, drown in my blood
That lil' bitch told me I'm strange, then she said she wanna fuck
And then right after we bang, she said she wants to be cut
Swear to God I tried to change, I was born to run amok
Pussy boy, you just a "wanna-be"
I don't gotta die to go to hell, the Devil's son is me
Ten thousand degrees, I'm burnin' hotter than the summer be
I'm on cocaine, why you trippin', why you stuttering
Shouldn't be here, to be honest, you should
Run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run (say that shit)
Run, run, run, run (bitch)
Run, run, run, run
What the fuck
If it's up, then it's stuck
Bitch, I run amok
I said knuck if you
Buck, buck, buck, buck
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Writer(s): John-ross Bradley
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