Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Big Money talk
There go them folks
Officer, I got, like, fifty bands on me
You do the math
You ain't gotta say nothin', keep my mouth shut
[Verse 2]
Gucci a fugitive, Style is a fugitive
Think that I'm Boosie, and I stay in exclusive
Fly as a stewardess, trappin' is lucrative
Think crime doesn't pay, but I think that is ludacris
Heart of the city, the nucleus
When **** are humorous, snitches are numerous
It's hot and it's humid and business is boomin'
Bogus ID because I got a warrant
I'm on the run, I got a gun
Talkin' to mom, son, what have you  done?
Put on my Jordans 'cause I'm jumpin' that bond
Parking lot dead, I valet them a sign
I diss you to show you, man, I'm not the one
Fugitive top, I'm in love with the sun
My girl is a fugitive, brother a fugitive
Mother a fugitive, I'm on the run
[Verse 3]
El Chapo, man, he a fugitive
Griselda Blanco was a fugitive
Big Meech, he was a fugitive
Al Capone was a fugitive
Gucci Mane was a fugitive
Bugsy Siegel, fugitive
Wrist cost ten bricks, fugitive
No serial number on my uzi, a fugitive
Top goin' down, it's a fugitive
All summer long it's a fugitive
Your bitch roll with me, she a fugitive
You lookin' for your bitch, she a fugitive
When I'm with the plug, I'm a fugitive
Marshal lookin' for me, I'm a fugitive
Your money stash gone, it's a fugitive
And them broke days gone, they're fugitive
[Verse 4]
Top goin' down, it's a fugitive
All summer long it's a fugitive
Your bitch roll with me, she a fugitive
You lookin' for your bitch, she a fugitive
When I'm with the plug, I'm a fugitive
Marshal lookin' for me, I'm a fugitive
Your money stash gone, it's a fugitive
And them broke days gone, they're fugitive
[Verse 5]
Get all my money, leave town like a fugitive
Wait on another ****, that's foolishness
Yo ho with me, yeah, yo bitch gone
Can't control that ho, that bitch grown
I done got down to my last five pesos, time for me to get goin'
Disappear for a minute, pop back up
Forty pack ****, guarantee everything's strong
Play with me, been off the top on shoe shit
Been turned into a fugitive, can't catch me 'cause I'm too legit
Yo money short, you can't go to war
I bustin' whoever I feel like it
Yeah, that's your bitch, my ****
But I fuck her whenever I feel like it
Your best friend next to you, tell him I said fuck him too if he don't like it
After I fucked that bitch, I put the girl out and told her to get to hikin'
Sprite was clean but you know I had to spike it
They smile at my face but I know they don't like me
But why ya gotta keep that burner concealed?
I'm just lookin' like, ****, you for real?
[Verse 6]
Top goin' down, it's a fugitive
All summer long it's a fugitive
Your bitch roll with me, she a fugitive
You lookin' for your bitch, she a fugitive
When I'm with the plug, I'm a fugitive
Marshal lookin' for me, I'm a fugitive
Your money stash gone, it's a fugitive
And them broke days gone, they're fugitive
[Verse 7]
Top goin' down, it's a fugitive
All summer long it's a fugitive
Your bitch roll with me, she a fugitive
You lookin' for your bitch, she a fugitive
When I'm with the plug, I'm a fugitive
Marshal lookin' for me, I'm a fugitive
Took your money stash gone, it's a fugitive
And them broke days gone, they're fugitive
[Verse 8]
I finesse the plug with a fugitive name
Three minute later finesse the cocaine
I heard they lookin' for fugitive Longway
With yo old lady, gettin' fugitive brain
True, little man got a fugitive brain
Gas, molly, Rick James in my vein
Gotta be dressin' me, goin' insane
Fugitive boots, the Versace Balmain
Exclusive the Louie, ten wallet with chain
No smoke on no dooby, don't fuck with no lame
Kid Cudi with Future Squad know my name
Set for the crib, fugitives on a plane
Out og here, bitch, like my name Martin Pine
Know that bitch here with a fugitive name
Serial killer, clique fugitive gang
My mama birth me with the top that's a fugitive
Jack Dillinger was a top, it's a fugitive
Wrist game the dopest, the talk is a fugitive
Don't hocus pocus, turn deuces to four
Fugitive squad tryna kick down my door
Fresh out the bed, flush the dope down commodes
Underground railroad, they call me a mole
Bonny & Clyde, fugitive with yo ho
Summertime fugitive, even in snow
[Verse 9]
Top goin' down, it's a fugitive
All summer long it's a fugitive
Your bitch roll with me, she a fugitive
You lookin' for your bitch, she a fugitive
When I'm with the plug, I'm a fugitive
Marshal lookin' for me, I'm a fugitive
Your money stash gone, it's a fugitive
And them broke days gone, they're fugitive
[Verse 10]
Top goin' down, it's a fugitive
All summer long it's a fugitive
Your bitch roll with me, she a fugitive
You lookin' for your bitch, she a fugitive
When I'm with the plug, I'm a fugitive
Marshal lookin' for me, I'm a fugitive
Your money stash gone, it's a fugitive
And them broke days gone, they're fugitive
Written by: Milo Gomachy

