RUNNING LATE Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I keep shit real can't fake
Finna 20v1 these niggas Lil Ferg gon' come through act like Drake
I was sliding through traffic and made it on time, I thought I was runnin' late
You ain't P, nigga, post your baby mama, you know that shit a shame,
I pull up with 10 tens nigga it's a hundred on my name,
I don't need no fuckin' cheat codes watch me speedrun through the game
Yeah nigga it ain't your time, boy put your wrist down you ain't Dame
By the time I get done with lil' folks, he gone have to change his name, yeah
Bitch get out that booth, we don't wanna hear no shit you sayin'
Give a fuck what yo ass did my boy, that shit don't sound good playin',
These niggas be worried bout me, need to worry bout your hoe that I'm slayin'
She like me cause I'm lit, lil' boy, she like you cause you payin'
Yeah, these niggas be sellin' bags, they just some glorified middlemen
My shit hold 50 cent, if I come through, then I hit many men
Your mama tried her best but that bitch failed, cause she couldn't raise her man
We all think you a hoe, let's take a poll, come on, come raise your hands
Bitch, I'm steppin' till my leg break
Can't smoke what you smoke, that shit you roll gon' give me headaches
Surprised that they ain't drop yo ass, your team know that you dead weight
Nigga tried to 1v1 that lil shit over, he got scared straight
Put the turbo truck on track
She look, she took that's that
My brother got rich off packs, my other brother got rich off flats
If his shit came on right now, I swear to God, I'd change the track
If I brought my grower from LA, I could probably change the trap
I keep shit real can't fake
Finna 20v1 these niggas Lil Ferg gon' come through act like Drake
I was sliding through traffic and made it on time, I thought I was runnin' late
You ain't P, nigga, post your baby mama, you know that shit a shame,
I pull up with 10 tens nigga it's a hundred on my name,
I don't need no fuckin' cheat codes watch me speedrun through the game
Yeah nigga it ain't your time, boy put your wrist down you ain't Dame
By the time I get done with lil' folks, he gone have to change his name, yeah