Runnin Outta Love ft. Lik Lyrics

Huh huh?

Woah

Aha woah

Ya you know I'm way too geek

I got racks in my jeans you know what I mean?

Ya I'm in the stu

Yuh

Woah

Your heart

I got diamonds by the

Uh

Woah

Running out of love

Keep that .40 tucked

Man I'm trying to get these bucks

Lil baby I'm about to go up

Lil baby I be booted up

And shorty just wanna pull up

Lil baby I'm skrtin the truck

And she pouring up with her friend

Lil baby I just want the Benz

Lil baby I just want your friend

Yea

Like ya I want your friend

Like I can't love no bitch cause I can't love her till the end

And I don't fear no man

Like I just want to feel something

Like I just want to kill something

Cause I cannot fear no man

But I fucked his bitch again

You a little chicken like Raising Canes

Sipping on yellow, it's lemonade

Pull up with a mask now I'm feeling like Bane

Cartier lens you ain't fit in my frame

New Richard Millie

My wrist gonna rain

Used to have friends but I stayed in my lane

She took an O like the number on Dame

Yes I be counting up green like a strain

When it come to my peers imma stay in my lane

When I hop off a plane imma drift out of lane

I'm working harder when I take a pill

Pour up a ocho

I'm working with Zelly

He cut me a deal

I'm in New York with the drill

It's all a fantasy like Buffalo Bills

Cause I be running out of

Ya I'm running, running, running, running

Running out of love

Keep that .40 tucked

Man I'm trying to get these bucks

Lil baby I'm about to go up

Lil baby I be booted up

And shorty just wanna pull up

Lil baby I'm skrtin the truck

And she pouring up with her friend

Lil baby I just want the Benz

Lil baby I just want your friend

Yea

Bitch I got four rockets with me

He said he finna slide and kill me

I ain't see that boy all day

And if I do imma take his face

This bitch gone cheat and think it's okay

I gotta run it up for my niggas yea the gang

I promise you ma we won't starve forever

I promise I'm gon' be a star forever

Yea I'm tooled up

Smoke his pack like tooka

Rest in peace young 2 cups

I've been up in the ranks

I moved up

Yea this bitch she got me booed up

But I can't take that bitch back

Man look at my wrist it's mismatched

Like you can't get your bitch back

I'm laughing nigga stay mad

I catch you lacking you gone stay dead

You know I stay where the AK's at

You know I flip that boy like 50

Yesterday I flipped like 50

That bitch tried to hit my phone

I don't even want the hoe

I don't even want the hoe unless she finna stay and give me throat

I gotta ask this hoe like why are you still texting me, still calling me

It's just a little odd cause I told her that I've been

Running out of love

Keep that .40 tucked

Man I'm trying to get these bucks

Lil baby I'm about to go up

Lil baby I be booted up

And shorty just wanna pull up

Lil baby I'm skrtin the truck

And she pouring up with her friend

Lil baby I just want the Benz

Lil baby I just want your friend

Lil baby I'm about to go up

Lil baby I be booted up

And shorty just wanna pull up

Lil baby I'm skrtin the truck

And she pouring up with her friend

Lil baby I just want the Benz

Lil baby I just want your friend

Yea aye

What she say?

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