(Wanti-Wanti-Wantima)

Why you runnin'? Don't you run

Don't you realize there's less of that fun?

Maybe you can pack your bag and run 'till you see the sun

But maybe then, you will be caught with your crimes, in cuffs

I don't be whining that drsw don't be giving no fuck

'Cause your diamonds don't be flashing like his shit, 'cause you're just a shut

You're complacent around the same people, bitch, you stupid fuck

Instead of sittin', start running, put that shit in fucking blood

Yeah, I'm not the one to fail ya tax (I'm not the one to fail ya tax)

I told that kid to put that shit back

You got me paired up with the kid, yeah (Uh, oh, ohh)

But the matrix's not for him (Oh yeah)

I said, "Go ahead bring your friends"

Two girls and they tens (Two girls and they tens)

Come perc' me up with that pen (Perc' me up with that pen)

Stop running, spend the night at my crib

Ooh, ahhh

(Whoo-ooh)

Yeah, why you think that I'm running now?

That I'm running now

Why you think that I'm running now? (Whoo-ooh)

That I'm running now, ohh (UH)

Yeah, drunk all the time, why she always tryna get drunk all the time? God damn it

You know I'm in time of this shit, yeah, make a fake bitch go timeless in this bitch, huh

You know I'm in time of this shit, yeah, make sure you don't blackout in this bitch, huh

You're crying like a bitch

They just wanna see you go and spike your rib, (Yeah-ooh)

Taking it down, made sure they listened to my sound (Ah, ooh, ah)

When I figured it out, that shit ain't nothing to me now

And I learned that the past was catching to my conciousness

Could it be that getting drunk stopped me from shelling it? (Wanti-Wanti-Wantima...)

Why you runnin'? Don't you run

Don't you realize there's less of that fun?

Maybe you can pack your bag and run 'till you see the sun

But maybe then, you will be caught with your crimes, in cuffs

I don't be whining that drsw don't be giving no fucks

'Cause your diamonds don't be flashing like his shit, 'cause you're just a shut

You're complacent around the same people, bitch, you a stupid fuck

Instead of sittin' start running, put that shit in fucking blood (Blood)

Yeah, I'm not the one to fail ya tax (I'm not the one to fail ya tax)

I told that kid to put that shit back

You got me better, but they can't, yeah (Uh, oh, ohh)

But the matrix's not for him (Oh yeah)

I said, "Go ahead bring your friends"

Two girls and they tens (Two girls and they tens)

Come perc' me up with that pen (Perc' me up with that pen)

Stop running, spend the night at my crib

Ooh, ahhh

(Whoo-ooh)

Yeah, why you think that I'm running now?

That I'm running now

Why you think that I'm running now? (Whoo-ooh)

That I'm running now, ohh (UH)

Yeah, drunk all the time, why she always tryna get drunk all the time? God damn it

You know I'm in time of this shit, yeah, make a fake bitch go timeless in this bitch, huh

You know I'm in time of this shit, yeah, make sure you don't blackout in this bitch, huh

You're crying like a bitch

They just wanna see you go and spike your rib, (Yeah-ooh) (Wanti-Wanti-Wantima)

(Ooh) What's it called, what's it called?

I think it's called Invidious Acts

(nuvs)

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