Runnin the Game!
I be on your ho, huh, I be on your ho, huh
I be on your ho, yeah, I be fuckin' on your ho
I just be spinnin' in the coupe, yeah, what the fuck you wanna do, yeah
I be on this gang, yeah, what the fuck you wanna claim
I said what the fuck you wanna claim
I could not fuck with them, they is lame
Yeah, I'm hoppin' in a muhfuckin' Range, and I'm slidin' your ho all day
I'm fuckin' your bitch and your ho, bitch, you a lame and you muhfuckin' broke
Your bitch on my thing, she muhfuckin' soaked
I just be runnin' to get the fuckin' dough
What the fuck you wanna muhfuckin' do, yeah
I just be spinnin' in the coupe, yeah, I say, "Fuck you and your lil' boo, yeah"
I could not fuck with a fool, yeah
They is some muhfuckin' Jakes
I could not fuck with a muhfuckin' fake
Gettin' all the money with a rake, runnin' to the money like it's cake
Bitch get the fuck out my room
Taking a hit from the pen smoking forbbin fruit
Bitch, we ain't smoking no boof
Bitch, catch this shit like coop, I'm on top of the roof
I don't give a fuck about what those stupid bitches say
Got a switch on a glock, shit can't wait to spray
Brick on my head, might sniff cocaine
Spit venomous got the clips go insane
Fuckin' on a dragon 'till the beat turns fire ash
I'm hitting from the back and she running from the sack like a quarterback
Always keep a strap, I never lack
And your bitch is like a board 'cause her booty so flat
Got chased by a fag, kid, not a drag race
Got a chased by a dog, it got punch in the face
Got my attention and I might just might rage
I'm busting in her mouth, think my nut toothpaste
Yurt driften off the Kia motor I think he made it
Nice whip, he ain't even rich or famous
A bounty on his head 100 grand, think I might take it
I'm Damien Luck with no fucks, so faded
Make any song I want, make reggae tone
His glock ain't real, shit made of styrofoam
His block went clear, stunk opps went near his home
Wreck it too much not Ralph, I'm a hero tho, uh
I be on your ho, huh, I be on your ho, huh
I be on your ho, yeah, I be fuckin' on your ho
I just be spinnin' in the coupe, yeah, what the fuck you wanna do, yeah
I be on this gang, yeah, what the fuck you wanna claim
I said what the fuck you wanna claim
I could not fuck with them, they is lame
Yeah, I'm hoppin' in a muhfuckin' Range, and I'm slidin' your ho all day
I'm fuckin' your bitch and your ho, bitch, you a lame and you muhfuckin' broke
Your bitch on my thing, she muhfuckin' soaked
I just be runnin' to get the fuckin' dough
What the fuck you wanna muhfuckin' do, yeah
I just be spinnin' in the coupe, yeah, I say, "Fuck you and your lil' boo, yeah"
I could not fuck with a fool, yeah
They is some muhfuckin' Jakes
I could not fuck with a muhfuckin' fake
Gettin' all the money with a rake, runnin' to the money like it's cake
I be on your ho, yeah, I be fuckin' on your ho
I just be spinnin' in the coupe, yeah, what the fuck you wanna do, yeah
I be on this gang, yeah, what the fuck you wanna claim
I said what the fuck you wanna claim
I could not fuck with them, they is lame
Yeah, I'm hoppin' in a muhfuckin' Range, and I'm slidin' your ho all day
I'm fuckin' your bitch and your ho, bitch, you a lame and you muhfuckin' broke
Your bitch on my thing, she muhfuckin' soaked
I just be runnin' to get the fuckin' dough
What the fuck you wanna muhfuckin' do, yeah
I just be spinnin' in the coupe, yeah, I say, "Fuck you and your lil' boo, yeah"
I could not fuck with a fool, yeah
They is some muhfuckin' Jakes
I could not fuck with a muhfuckin' fake
Gettin' all the money with a rake, runnin' to the money like it's cake
Bitch get the fuck out my room
Taking a hit from the pen smoking forbbin fruit
Bitch, we ain't smoking no boof
Bitch, catch this shit like coop, I'm on top of the roof
I don't give a fuck about what those stupid bitches say
Got a switch on a glock, shit can't wait to spray
Brick on my head, might sniff cocaine
Spit venomous got the clips go insane
Fuckin' on a dragon 'till the beat turns fire ash
I'm hitting from the back and she running from the sack like a quarterback
Always keep a strap, I never lack
And your bitch is like a board 'cause her booty so flat
Got chased by a fag, kid, not a drag race
Got a chased by a dog, it got punch in the face
Got my attention and I might just might rage
I'm busting in her mouth, think my nut toothpaste
Yurt driften off the Kia motor I think he made it
Nice whip, he ain't even rich or famous
A bounty on his head 100 grand, think I might take it
I'm Damien Luck with no fucks, so faded
Make any song I want, make reggae tone
His glock ain't real, shit made of styrofoam
His block went clear, stunk opps went near his home
Wreck it too much not Ralph, I'm a hero tho, uh
I be on your ho, huh, I be on your ho, huh
I be on your ho, yeah, I be fuckin' on your ho
I just be spinnin' in the coupe, yeah, what the fuck you wanna do, yeah
I be on this gang, yeah, what the fuck you wanna claim
I said what the fuck you wanna claim
I could not fuck with them, they is lame
Yeah, I'm hoppin' in a muhfuckin' Range, and I'm slidin' your ho all day
I'm fuckin' your bitch and your ho, bitch, you a lame and you muhfuckin' broke
Your bitch on my thing, she muhfuckin' soaked
I just be runnin' to get the fuckin' dough
What the fuck you wanna muhfuckin' do, yeah
I just be spinnin' in the coupe, yeah, I say, "Fuck you and your lil' boo, yeah"
I could not fuck with a fool, yeah
They is some muhfuckin' Jakes
I could not fuck with a muhfuckin' fake
Gettin' all the money with a rake, runnin' to the money like it's cake
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Writer(s): Chase Bourne
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