Running Out of Time!
D-d-d Did you say
I cant escape,
Like what u saying?
Put that shank away,
Before it ends up in your brain
I got a Glock right to my side,
Bitch you gon' die
I'm gon' leave before they catch me,
You've been stuck up in a lie
B-Bitch you're running out of time
If you dont give me what you owe
We'll hit your family make 'em fly
You pop some shit to feel a high
I get high from catching bodies
You'll be next to see the light
You'll be next to see the light,
Bitch I'm goin dumb, goin dumb,
Sipping on that sprite
Ask him, "what you want, what you want"
Skin is turning white
What you running from? running from?
Showing all that fright
Is this what u wanna ask for?
Ima take yo shit,
And now we running out the back door
R-R-R-Running out the back door
Running up the cash score (D-D-Did)
Did you say
I cant escape,
Like what u saying?
Put that shank away,
Before it ends up in your brain
I got a Glock right to my side,
Bitch you gon' die
I'm gon' leave before they catch me,
You've been stuck up in a lie
B-Bitch you're running out of time
If you dont give me what you owe
We'll hit your family make 'em fly
You pop some shit to feel a high
I get high from catching bodies
You'll be next to see the light
I cant escape,
Like what u saying?
Put that shank away,
Before it ends up in your brain
I got a Glock right to my side,
Bitch you gon' die
I'm gon' leave before they catch me,
You've been stuck up in a lie
B-Bitch you're running out of time
If you dont give me what you owe
We'll hit your family make 'em fly
You pop some shit to feel a high
I get high from catching bodies
You'll be next to see the light
You'll be next to see the light,
Bitch I'm goin dumb, goin dumb,
Sipping on that sprite
Ask him, "what you want, what you want"
Skin is turning white
What you running from? running from?
Showing all that fright
Is this what u wanna ask for?
Ima take yo shit,
And now we running out the back door
R-R-R-Running out the back door
Running up the cash score (D-D-Did)
Did you say
I cant escape,
Like what u saying?
Put that shank away,
Before it ends up in your brain
I got a Glock right to my side,
Bitch you gon' die
I'm gon' leave before they catch me,
You've been stuck up in a lie
B-Bitch you're running out of time
If you dont give me what you owe
We'll hit your family make 'em fly
You pop some shit to feel a high
I get high from catching bodies
You'll be next to see the light
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Writer(s): Trevor Scurlock
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