[Intro]
(Goddamn, Rayny)
(Kevin Rolly)
[Verse 1: Roy Woods]
Tired of smokin' so much, I can't sing, need to stop it (Need to stop it)
Drinkin' so much, she callin' me an alcoholic
Got all my niggas from the hood on the pollies
Southside B-town nigga, come from Ray Lawson (Southside)
Got a lot, bitch, that I'm not tryna deal with
Problems, don't wanna deal with
'Member I was trappin' in and out my mama building
I ain't tryna love you, shawty, I just love the feelin'
Know that I been a big dawg from a lil' man
Nigga, I'm always alert
Hit up my bro, that's Kurt
No Bible, I know 'bout the word
The money, it gotta come first
He got a Bimmer, sell him the Glock
I got a Rollie, it don't tick or tock
Everything changin' around my block, oh
[Chorus: Roy Woods]
Run-run-runnin' with a pigskin, got a video vixen (Ooh)
Lil' mama a thick skin, dick her down in mama basement
One-of-one, no replacement, takin' shots, I don't chase 'em
Smokin' blunts, I don't lace 'em, lot of cash, tryna make some
Run-run-runnin' with a pigskin, got a video vixen (Ooh)
Lil' mama a thick skin, dick her down in mama basement
One-of-one, no replacement, takin' shots, I don't chase 'em
Smokin' blunts, I don't lace 'em, lot of cash, tryna make some
[Verse 2: Yung Tory]
Take a shot, got me wasted, sippin' straight, no chaser (Woo)
She act up, I replace her, take a trip to Jamaica
Smoke a zip, got me faded, we ain't fam, not related (Woo)
What you gon' bring to the table? She a ho, she ain't faithful, ah
You playin' games, I can't play with ya
Ayy, fuck them niggas, she said Tory her favorite, ah
Fight, then we makin' up, so high that we takin' off
Told her to take it off, we fuck, we ain't makin' love (Ooh)
Mhm, wanna be like Tory, they can't step into my shoes (Mmm)
Told her I just touched down, girl, I'll see you soon (Soon)
I'm tryna see you bust down, shorty, make it move, oh-oh
[Chorus: Roy Woods]
Run-run-runnin' with a pigskin, got a video vixen
Lil' mama a thick skin, dick her down in mama basement
One-of-one, no replacement, takin' shots, I don't chase 'em
Smokin' blunts, I don't lace 'em, lot of cash, tryna make some
Run-run-runnin' with a pigskin, got a video vixen (Ooh)
Lil' mama a thick skin, dick her down in mama basement
One-of-one, no replacement, takin' shots, I don't chase 'em
Smokin' blunts, I don't lace 'em, lot of cash, tryna make some
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