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Run It
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Run It adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Bizzy Mind tarafından 3 Aralık 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıRun It - Single
3 Aralık 2022
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Run it Run it Go
Run it Run it Go
I don’t need your number baby
Run it Run it Go
Run it Run it Go
Run it Run it Go
I don’t need your number baby
Run it Run it Go
Fucking love the pain
Blood run down the drain
I don’t wanna hear a word
I fuck em in they face
I don’t need your name
Fuck with a mistake
I don’t need your number bitch
Your drugs is all I take
Been around the world I fuck em all
And fucking leave
Faded off a pill I take them all
And grind my teeth
Groupies wanna party with them all
Catch my disease
I don’t wanna make up wanna fall
And die in peace
Sick of all these bitches trying to love me
I aint nothing but a druggy with a heart that’s fuckin numb
Wanna fuck the artist wanna be a fucking martyr
Wanna change him wanna make him feel the love
Wanna make him better wanna fuckin be together
I wanna fuck you but I aint the fucking one
Loved a fucking woman past her death
I got nothing fuck left to give but trauma and the cum
Run it Run it Go
Run it Run it Go
I don’t need your number baby
Run it Run it Go
Run it Run it Go
Run it Run it Go
I don’t need your number baby
Run it Run it Go
I won’t even take a photo
Obituaries is my only promo
Bitch you wanna love me that’s a no go
Try and make a date and that’s a no show
Rider rider rider wanna key
Bust a nut insider her than I leave
Bustin up a line I think you finally gonna find out
That I’m fine without your number when I peace
I don’t need your number
I don’t need a fuckin rubber
I don’t fuck with anybody on the low
I don’t wanna love you
Wanna cum from up above you
Leave you dripping as I’m walking out the door
I don’t wanna hold you
Wanna bend you wanna fold you
Then forget you by the morning when you go
I don’t need to know you
I don’t even need to phone you
‘Less you booking me or selling me some blow
Written by: Brett Burgess
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