Run It!

[Intro]

Hey, glumboy

Yeah

[Chorus]

No, I don't want your shawty, know she been passed to the team

I hop up on my mic when I need to let off my steam

I been smoking on this gas, it feel like I live in a dream

And nobody making music that can top me, fuck with me

And no, I don't got no ego, so don't think

That I can switch up on my bros by any fucking means

And no, I don't want your nigga team, bitch, I know you a fiend

If you fuck with me, I fuck with you, that's just the way I think

[Verse 1]

Got a big heart and that is my biggest fucking weakness

I done tweeted out some shit and some people said, "Delete this"

And I don't even fucking blame 'em, I would too

Oh shit, that's your song? That shit go real hard on mute (Hahaha)

Oh shit, you got a gun, but we know you won't shoot (Boom, boom)

Don't give no fucks 'bout that shit that you gon' do

[Verse 2]

'Cause I'm at thе top of this shit, I run it

My niggas run into your crib, we gunning

Diamonds on my necklace, ion likе stunting

You talking that shit, boy, I know that you fronting

Know I could never damn lie, uh

Bro got a TEC in the pock', got the heat

Finna shoot, and he shoot from the side, yeah

Hopping inside of the studio, putting in effort, I don't need to try, no

I made a promise to my fucking mama, I told her that she wouldn't cry again

Don't want that Ford, I want that Benz

Don't give a fuck how much I spend

I want them twenties, I don't want them tens

Talk all that shit, but don't make sense

Making them dollars, you making them cents

'Member the days I was setting up tents

Boutta put bro in the past damn tense

All of my sins, you know I repent, yeah

[Verse 3]

She wan' fuck, okay

I told her come my way

Don't much I can say

Just know that I don't play

I'm running to the loot, I need that ándale

I'm counting up the cheddar, know I'm getting paid

Glumboy, we in the cut

When I come, I fuck it up

Broken heart, don't want no love

I'm just playing, I need some love

We gon' make him see them doves

Once it's up, then that shit's stuck

Really think I give a fuck

Wishing you the worst of luck

[Chorus]

No, I don't want your shawty, know she been passed to the team

I hop up on my mic when I need to let off my steam

I been smoking on this gas, it feel like I live in a dream

And nobody making music that can top me, fuck with me

And no, I don't got no ego, so don't think

That I can switch up on my bros by any fucking means

And no, I don't want your nigga team, bitch, I know you a fiend

If you fuck with me, I fuck with you, that's just the way I think

[Outro]

Hey, glumboy