Wit me
(Kid Baby, on the beat!)
Running for you're love, Girl, i'm running For you're love
Girl you lost my trust, but I can't get Enough
Don't know what it was, But Girl, i fell in Love
Just can't get enough, Girl, I cannot get Enough
Hop inside this jag, With me
I know you not feeling me
All these niggas envy me
Come run up all this cash, With me
You cannot get rid of me
You 'posed to be right here, With me
Baby, spend these racks, With me
I know how much you love me
Finna Walk in saks & we gon cash out
I pulled them racks out, She pull her pants Down
Ay, So much money i got, i'm the man now
& Now they love me, i used to be dusty
Ay, I ain't never had drip like this
Just look at the wrist, it flick like this
You speak on my name & i'm grabbin' my glick
I'm taking your hoe, Now i'm smashing Your chick
Got Diamond's on my fingers, She think I'ma leave her
You know that i can't leave you, baby, i swear, i might need ya
Running for you're love, Girl, i'm running For you're love
Girl you lost my trust, but I can't get Enough
Don't know what it was, But Girl, i fell in Love
Just can't get enough, Girl, I cannot get Enough
Hop inside this jag, With me
I know you not feeling me
All these niggas envy me
Come run up all this cash, With me
You cannot get rid of me
You 'posed to be right here, With me
Baby, spend these racks, With me
I know how much you love me
Running for you're love, Girl, i'm running For you're love
Girl you lost my trust, but I can't get Enough
Don't know what it was, But Girl, i fell in Love
Just can't get enough, Girl, I cannot get Enough
Hop inside this jag, With me
I know you not feeling me
All these niggas envy me
Come run up all this cash, With me
You cannot get rid of me
You 'posed to be right here, With me
Baby, spend these racks, With me
I know how much you love me
Finna Walk in saks & we gon cash out
I pulled them racks out, She pull her pants Down
Ay, So much money i got, i'm the man now
& Now they love me, i used to be dusty
Ay, I ain't never had drip like this
Just look at the wrist, it flick like this
You speak on my name & i'm grabbin' my glick
I'm taking your hoe, Now i'm smashing Your chick
Got Diamond's on my fingers, She think I'ma leave her
You know that i can't leave you, baby, i swear, i might need ya
Running for you're love, Girl, i'm running For you're love
Girl you lost my trust, but I can't get Enough
Don't know what it was, But Girl, i fell in Love
Just can't get enough, Girl, I cannot get Enough
Hop inside this jag, With me
I know you not feeling me
All these niggas envy me
Come run up all this cash, With me
You cannot get rid of me
You 'posed to be right here, With me
Baby, spend these racks, With me
I know how much you love me
Credits
Writer(s): Jalen Campbell
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