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Shoulda Ran
Hip-Hop/Rap
Shoulda Ran was released on March 26, 2025 by Christian Da Hoodlum Entertainment as a part of the album False Intentions
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Release DateMarch 26, 2025
LabelChristian Da Hoodlum Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christian Emmanuel Walker
Christian Emmanuel Walker
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Emmanuel Walker
Christian Emmanuel Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christian Da Hoodlum
Christian Da Hoodlum
Producer

Lyrics

You dumb **** (Bitch), you shoulda ran
Bitch finna up the pussy (Up it up), she finna lap dance
Go get that **** (Bop, Boom, Boom, Boom)
His death with planned
I can't put my all inna bitch but
I could put you in a flight that's not gonna land
If the bitch ever try some fuck shit, Imma just fucking lose it
I ain't just rappin, you really gotta feel the music
Knock a **** out his toothless
Give a bitch a yard, she'll take a mile
Shit was a breeze, I'm finna start abusing
If it really come to it bitch, just know imma fuckin lose it
You dumb **** (Bitch), you shoulda ran
Bitch finna up the pussy (Up it up), she finna lap dance
Go get that **** (Bop, Boom, Boom, Boom)
His death with planned
I can't put my all inna bitch but
I could put you in a flight that's not gonna land
You dumb **** (Bitch, damn), you shoulda ran
Bitch finna up the pussy (Up it up), she finna lap dance
Go get that **** (Bop, Boom, Boom, Boom)
His death with planned
I can't put my all inna bitch but
I could put you in a flight that's not gonna land
Glock got a dick longer then a bitch extensions
Pop up unnoticed like a fuckin mention
Light the blunt, **** like me want all smoke
**** getting popped for tryna get me poked
Hocus Pocus, ain't giving dick so I ain't losing focus
Beat the pussy and then I get in fuckin motion
Two dicks on ya cock and a big glock
Puzzle Pieces, bird box, you shot
Gunshots (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Don't attract me
Make a **** bitch bitch, like she kickin feet
Don't drop the beef **** (Don't try to run now)
Where's the meet
Imma dickhead to any female that I fuckin meet
Hold this dummy, go get back
Bitches talking out they ass bout how I mistreat
Bitch make me buss fast
So I could hop in traffic, get back to that fuckin bag
Hop out the V and we finna act like we playing fuckin tag
All in her throat (All in that shit)
And fuckin tonsils
Owe the bitch dick and I'll give the bitch a poncho
I'll put my meat in her cheese and I'll make nachos
Bitch say I'm cheating and I'm lying if she say so
I got different currency's if you currently see
I got the pesos, if not that you'll see the pound in USD
Freak ass ****, I'll fuck while watching a DVD
I can't trust bitches easy, the bitch can't get next to me
What's wrong, gun jammed? (Aight)
It ain't no fuckin Child's Play
I know where you lay, big thirty-eight
I'm finna let it spray
What's wrong, gun jammed?
It ain't no fuckin Child's Play
I know where you lay, big thirty-eight
I'm finna let it spray
You dumb **** (Bitch), you shoulda ran
Bitch finna up the pussy (Up it up), she finna lap dance
Go get that **** (Bop, Boom, Boom, Boom)
His death with planned
I can't put my all inna bitch but
I could put you in a flight that's not gonna land
You dumb **** (Bitch), you shoulda ran (Like)
Bitch finna up the pussy (Up it up), she finna lap dance
Go get that **** (Bop, Boom, Boom, Boom)
His death with planned
I can't put my all inna bitch but
I could put you in a flight that's not gonna land (Aight)
Written by: Christian Emmanuel Walker
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