Let's Go on the Run (feat. Knox Fortune)

Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Hey there, lovely sister Won't you come home to your mister? I've got plans to hug and kiss ya I've got plans to hug and hug and hug you Let's go on the run (Ooh, ooh) Let's go on the run It's time to hit the road We got one place to go (Ooh, ooh) Peace, proof, meep-meep, I feel like Road Runner I get my feet loose I got that Superman hidden under my cheap suit Sittin', just waitin' for Lois to wanna leave too, me too I swear we gotta get away anyway that we can Just meet me by the water, I'll be there with the sand And if it goes left, that's according to plan Sometimes you gotta chop the wagon off at the band She broke up with her boyfriend The people wanna know what he said They wanna know the way how You could break her heart like that And through it all I could see Someone with personality? Someone who doesn't think like me Someone who doesn't feel like me I wanna run away now Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo I wanna run away now Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo (Check, check, check) Ch-Check it out Baby, we dippin', tell me who's whippin' Let's beat the traffic, give it a whippin' These niggas lame They think they different With all that extra ass advice but don't nobody listen Baby, I'll keep it in ice but with only the tip in That's why you passed on open mic when I was only pimpin' I say we move down to Atlanta, get a big ol' house With a giant pair of Timbs just to kick folks out Get outta here Ain't nobody talkin' to you (Ooh, ooh) And be unbothered (Ooh, ooh) And be unbothered We'll move farther and farther and farther away (Yeah) Hey there, lovely sister Won't you come home to your mister? I've got plans to hug and kiss ya I've got plans to hug and hug and hug you Let's go on the run (Ooh, ooh) Let's go on the run It's time to hit the road We got one place to go (Ooh, ooh) Ooh, ooh Don't hyperventilate Keep the lyric cool like Cole Bennett Lemonande The boy got aluminum foil on his dinner plate Lot of matcha lattes when it's gettin' late The mattresses can inflate Walk out like a zombie from the stu' and assimilate Humans to simulate Morning in the bed, close the lights and dim the drapes Always Matt Damon when you come Jimmy Kimmel late Tryna fill the shoes Nick Cannon with rental skates Piss like urinal cakes I'm ready, I'm finna take the long ride home like the end of a limo date Rolled the window down so hard that the window break And toss out my demo tape (Ooh, ooh)