Run It

Uh huh, yea
Uh, Bezzal
Uh, yea, uh
Bezzal
Watch me ball out on dribble
I hang around with some dealers
If she bad I'mma hit her
I call her my babysitter
Talking tough I don't feel them
They do the chirping on Twitter
Diamonds shining like glitter
You reach I take off your fingers
Bitch get to pussy popping
Booty moving, watch her drop it
Like some pizza she gone top it
Switching beats just keep them swapping
Heard he hot but I'm the coldest
Labels watching bitch I'm noticed
Talking cap but that shit bogus
Heard you snitching bitch you wrote it

Stepping on them you tip-toeing
Pistol on me fully loaded
Camera film I keep it rolling
Watch my woos I keep it scrolling
Plotting, planning, manifesting
Yes you guessed it
Save that money, I'm investing
If you don't you gone regret it
Run the bands I never sweat it
Fifty ballers, fifty models
Probably won't see me tomorrow
Smoking green just like a goblin
You know me Bezzal the topic
Staying down til I come up
When I do bitch take off like rockets
Chop your bitch up like hibachi
And I'm all up in her noggin
She wants to caress my body
Got to go little bitch I'm sorry
Freed the baller caught a body
About to crash up kamikaze
Smoking opps that boy exotic
Pop my shit just like a Molly
With a white bitch her name Molly
Am I about to fuck her probably
Freshest in your party
I walk in and get it started
I'm with my brothers
We slap shit like Madden Jeff Hardy
Bad bitch fine like cardage
She wants to wrap me like Harley's
Hitting it little white bitch
And she said this dick was gnarly
She ain't want to make a tape
I made the bitch record it
Walk up in the building late
I bet Bezzal be tardy
We don't do no arguing
Charge it to the game
But when it's me bitch
Ain't no charging me
Try to count me out
But nigga ain't no disregarding me
They gone shop for stuff
Before they ever try to target me
Hit his bitch from the back
Got her singing
Her name harmony
Niggas talking like they gangsters
That shit never bothered me

Look, niggas talking crazy
We gone get them niggas touched
You was in interrogation
Signing papers, telling huh
You a rat, fact, better back up
Before you get your shit snatched
Got them boys sick
Cause they cannot get your shit back
Ice cold in my super suit
In my super coupe
With my super models
Big bag they got super loot
In the back hash tagging
This what supers do
And I always be with gang
Yea that be the super troops, look
How can I trust you if I cannot trust you
Linebacker forty
Watch out before it rush you
If I got a drum
Why would I tussle
Off the muscle
Already know that I'll snap
Ain't no need to be subtle, look
Why y'all niggas capping when the proof is right in front you
Buy a pack and flip it for a stack
Now that's a money move
Batman chopper night wing Glock
Pulled up creeped in knock out three men
Beat them with my Robin tools
Got this Harley Quinn up in the back
She brought the Joker here
Got these ha ha bullets in the bag
Don't make me open them
Pack that boy up in a wrap
And then we started smoking him
Now he can go get an autograph
From Kobe Tupac Biggie Nipsey Hustle
All the goats up there
There's a lot of goats up there

Watch me ball out on dribble
I hang around with some dealers
If she bad I'mma hit her
I call her my babysitter
Talking tough I don't feel them
They do the chirping on Twitter
Diamonds shining like glitter
You reach I take off your fingers
Bitch get to pussy popping
Booty moving, watch her drop it
Like some pizza she gone top it
Switching beats just keep them swapping
Heard he hot but I'm the coldest
Labels watching bitch I'm noticed
Talking cap but that shit bogus
Heard you snitching bitch you wrote it