Run Lyrics

Bitch, if don't you know, you better run (better run)

I got two damn 40's on the couch (on the couch)

And I've never trusted nobody losin' count (losin' count)

I got shooters with me, know we never ran (never ran)

Bitch, if don't you know, you better run (better run)

I got two damn 40's on the couch (on the couch)

And I've never trusted nobody losin' count (losin' count)

I got shooters with me, know we never ran

Bitch, if don't you know, you better run

I got two damn 40's on the couch, yeah

And I've never trusted nobody losin' count, yeah

I got shooters with me, know we never ran

Hoe be actin' like I've been knew her

I got shotters straight from Vancouver

I got jewels and It's mine not pluto's

Beat that hoe, karate no judo

Boy you better, use your tazer

Don't play gangsta, swing your razor

I'm still phasin', I'm still smokin'

Your bitch dancin', oh

Keepin' above my flex, yeah

We got diamonds, go test it

That bitch that nobody test her

We got the shit on desk, yeah

I got my shit invested

I got my cash domested

Royal flush with diamonds dancin

Retro kicks, I'm bestin'

Bitch, if don't you know, you better run (better run)

I got two damn 40's on the couch (on the couch)

And I've never trusted nobody losin' count (losin' count)

I got shooters with me, know we never ran (never ran)

Bitch, if don't you know, you better run (better run)

I got two damn 40's on the couch (on the couch)

And I've never trusted nobody losin' count (losin' count)

I got shooters with me, know we never ran

White top and baggy jeans, just how she be

Rollin' up the top, runnin' up a hundred, feel me

Iced out, my style is too flashy to counterfeit

We don't give a fuck, if you really be civilian

Watch your time, it really gets dark

After 9 though

Fuck a vibe, if you can't get right

Take a line, hoe

If you go, club without your man

It's a sign, huh

You wish that you never ever had to feelin' tied

Everywhere I go, know I gotta keep my burner

All they want from me, is that they want me to turn up

Lightbeam on his head so I think we got a problem

Messed up to the head, swear I'm not feelin' too normal (I swear, I swear)

Bitch, if don't you know, you better run (better run)

I got two damn 40's on the couch (on the couch)

And I've never trusted nobody losin' count (losin' count)

I got shooters with me, know we never ran (never ran)

Bitch, if don't you know, you better run (better run)

I got two damn 40's on the couch (on the couch)

And I've never trusted nobody losin' count (losin' count)

I got shooters with me, know we never ran