Run! Lyrics

Kay

Just woke up still fucked up

Top floor suite boutta roll up my blunt

180 the dash out of state with my ugh

My demons follow me girl, I can't run

Girl I can't

Run

Nah

No girl, I can't

Run

No girl, I can't

Run

She know I can't run

Know I can't

No I can't

Woah

Girl i've been running up commas

Get that money I chase me the llama

Drive to Vegas to get new designer

All this fashion gon solve all my problems, nah

All this money gon solve all my problems

Pillow talkin' he don't want no problems

Tell my boys to go get 'em

We got 'em gone

Ugh

Girl I got 'em gone

Ugh, nah

Nah

This bitch fresh out the shower she sending pics

Spilled a drop of the wock on the homies Ricks

I done spent your whole check on my fuckin' wrist

Ain't put shit on my neck 'less they big baguettes

Ugh, but girl if I get it I go

I eat up that pussy I get it to go

I've been fuckin' this slut she got something on her nose

Pour a deuce in my cup

Fuck it pour the whole four

I've been running this shit my home right down the road

Did this shit by myself, show my mama i'm grown

Band for band with the opps but, I can't cause they broke

Made a pack out his homie, they don't want no smoke

I ain't tryna dream big cause that nigga a hoe

Lil' bro bought his Balenci's for your whole wardrobe

Uhh

I swear all these niggas broke as shit

I know my ex out here suckin' dick

Shoot my shot any bank bitch, I won't miss

Nah

Don't let this shit fly over your head

I just been countin' up my bread

I know that she obsessed