Run Your Mouth (feat. Baker Ya Maker)

The bitches the bitches the bitches they talk
The bitches the bitches are holding the gun
I'm switching my visions decisions and all
I'm smoking my weed im making you jump
Bitch you ain't shit your wife made me stop
You thought you were strong but I showed you you're wrong
I'm focused on music with magical drugs
I'm talking with demons that show me the law
I know where you are and all of your thoughts
But did you know that she wants all my love
She's on her knees for the Santo Malo
Now I can see why you fucking that hoe
But I don't need women I struggle alone
Take that bitch like fucking coke
She don't even let me choke
I think she's dying but won't let go

I'm tired of you and all the shit that you do
Waiting for you to pull up and come shoot
Running your mouth I wanna see if it's true
You already know where I live and consume
I'm smoking im smoking im smoking that oooo
If I die it's long over do
I been waiting for death all of my youth
Come and meet and I'll take you too