
Who Can I Run 2 ft. Freevic Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ha, shawty, she know I'm a vibe
Fuckin' her good when we steppin' inside
Swhitch out my Glock when we postin' outside
Shawty be wet like the ocean, call me Moese
I'ma go surf on her tide
Your friends want to fuck while you, actin' surprised
Run out to the plug, then they callin' me Plies
Bust it lil baby, I'm feelin' like Plies
Girl bust wide open you know that you fine
She for the streets, so that bitch she not mine
Bitch, you a nickel I need me a dime
Niggas be broke, got a lot of money to spend
How you got money if you ain't got no cents
Poppin' the perks, I don't fuck with the fents
I ran up my money, I ain't been broke since
Shawty, she just tryna use me
But I ain't been hip to you, bitch
Won't pay for the pussy, im hip to you, bitch
Leave me alone, cause I'm sick of your shit
Bitch, keep on bluffin', girl, you ain't on shit
Ice on my mane now, she on my wrist
Left her alone and I know that bitch sick
I'ma just get a new bitch
I hang with the trappers, they know that I scam
Got 20K on me, I post on my gram
And my boy pedro be servin' them grams
Really, it's some zips and some pounds
Head to the trap and he breakin' it down
Bag it up now, he servin' the town
Junkies keep callin', they comin' around
You know we breakin' it down
I don't even know who to trust
When I'm textin' my bitch, when she give me that rush
Give me that heart, I give you that love, it's a must
So when you text me, it be like you give me a rush
Shut up, I'm tryna go love you
I just want you for you, but I'm lovin' your touch
When I'm givin' you my love, I don't think it's enough
I don't think it's enough
Now, normally, I don't bring the girl around to mess
But I know that you're lovin' you, standin' outside of my heart
And shawty be knowin' my game
If we break up, then we gon' spend it again
And I love her so much, and I love how she walk
And I love her so much, and I love how she talk
Nigga, when she kiss on my neck, I don't even want to talk
Nigga, I miss you too much, and I miss how you talk
Don't even trip when I talk to the hot people
Nigga, I'm through talkin' to God
I be lovin' your heart, and I let it be sweet
You know that these bitches be hoes, and I already know
Now, baby, don't even trip, and I'll drop in the boat
You trippin' too much, so I give you the note
And you say that you love me, so I'm takin' a slow
And your heart is like a light, and I'm lettin' it glow