RUNNING MAN

Gang in this bitch, ****

Aye, yeah, yeah, aye

Lately they really been wonderin'

How many opps we're gonna drop

We'll figure it out when the summer end

I run it up like that runnin' man

I'ma keep spendin' these hunnids and

Shorty there with me

She gonna lick me

She do whatever when it come to him

She know I'm real so she fuck with him

Aye, lately they really been wonderin'

How many opps we're gonna drop

We'll figure it out when the summer end

I run it up like that runnin' man, aye

I run it up like that runnin' man, aye

I got the bag i aint fumblin', aye

I got a strap I ain't rumblin', aye

I bet a body'll humble 'em, aye

My bitch the baddest in town

Hop in that pussy and drown

Pussy so good hear the sound

I tell her turn it around

She know I'm far from a clown

She know she fuck with a G

She know I'm real, that's why she be fuckin' with me

Came from the mud like some cleats

I pop a perky and then I go fuck her to sleep

Aye, I'm all about gettin' paid

Ex-bitches throwin' me shade

Fuck it, I'm ballin' like Wade

I'll be a G till the grave

Fuck up a check at the cave

Fuck up a check in the club

I ran it up from the mud

Some of my **** is cuh

Some of my **** is blood

You love a bitch that I dubbed

You love a bitch that I curved

Hop in the V and I swerve

I'm gettin' brain like a nerd

I mix a Fanta with purp

Then I go pop me a perk

I give my shooter the word

He leave you brain on the curb

So many holes in ya shirt

We do a opp **** worse

I ride with shooters like durk

I know you fuck **** hurt

Lately they really been wonderin'

How many opps we're gonna drop

We'll figure it out when the summer end

I run it out like that runnin' man

I'ma keep spendin' these hunnids and

Shorty there with me

She gonna lick me

She do whatever when it come to him

She know I'm real so she fuck with him, aye

Lately they really been wonderin'

How many opps we're gonna drop

We'll figure it out when the summer end

I run it up like that runnin' man, aye

I run it up like that runnin' man, aye

I got the bag, I ain't fumblin', aye

I got a strap I ain't rumblin', aye

I bet her body, uh, humble 'em, aye

Lately they really been wonderin'

How many opps we're gonna drop

I run it out like that runnin' man

I'ma keep spendin' these hunnids and

Shorty there with me

She gonna lick me

She know I'm real so she fuck with him, aye

How many opps we're gonna drop