Runner Up, Pt. 3 Lyrics

I know you can't control yourself

I know you can't control yourself

Why yo ass keep grabbing on your chest

Shake that ass, you do this shit the best

Straight As pass the shit like it's a test

I get up in the low, I make you hold your breathe

Niggas be hating on me, but I know they ain't gonna step

Make a trees burn, bitch, trees burn

Bitch, leaves burn, Wheels turn bitch

Hit the bitch, she gon' never learn, what a lame is

Love language I know that she good

I hit yo bitch and she said I did that shit so passionate

Splashin it, it from the back and shit

Make me not wanna pass the shit

I take off, I'm blastin', bitch, you can't even act too average

Bitch, I already heard you a savage bitch

Every time I do it, I'm dancing, bitch

Every time I do it, I'm assassin, bitch

You keep talking all that shit, I don't give a fuck about none of these niggas

They keep talking like this, that, and that

Bitch, I get it how I live

Fuck these hoes put this dick in they ribs

Don't play with me, cause bitch, that's it

Take that camera down, cause I seen it flick

You signed a waiver

Hit that lil' bitch, now she runnin and she movin paper

You gotta get up out my crib, cause I'm gon' see you later

I dont even want you inside my crib cuz you look like a hater

You just tryna get a ride on my elevator

I know I can see it in your eyes

All you see is green backs bitch dollar signs

Fuckin on these hoes i make these hoes stay in line

I aint lyin

I aint lyin

I aint lyin

Bitch I aint lyin