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Run Me Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I like blue bills, big money, I like diamonds all on my wrist
Had this white bitch try to run me, told her, get right down, suck a dick
Girl, you must think that this shit funny, I've been running up, get it quick
Only thing you looking like is a dummy, I can't give my time to no bitch, no
Patek all on my wrist, no, Talking to me like you love me
I can't really give no shits, no, I just hit me a lick, we got' run it up
We gotta get rich, nah, I remember was flippin, was getting them
Packs and selling them bricks, nah
Ayy, had this white bitch try to run me
Had a Latina bitch set me up, Had this black bitch on my line
She hop like a bunny go down and up, we pull up too fast, sound like a Bugatti
Boy don't never tell me this shit is luck, Had to stop all the pills it made me a zombie
Now I get brain from your bitch, I can't front
Said I'm from the east, got love for my boys for real
You get knocked down, you get up, This hoe wanna feast, like, bitty bitch please
I really can't give you none of my love, Ayy, ayy
Girl you know you fucked up girl, you know you fucked up, no, girl, you know you fucked up
Let me switch up the flow and get real, I've been counting up bands, I got bills
I ain't taking me a xan in a minute, now I'm speeding for the thrill
Cut in traffic, no hesi, for real, If you love me, then you'd be here still
I'm a grind, til I'm up in the millions, told my mama, she can chill
I feel like I can't wake up, Like I'm in a dream I didn't pray for
Like I can't tell when it's fake love, No, no, no, I can't tell when it's fake love
I like blue bills, big money, I like diamonds all on my wrist
Had this white bitch try to run me, told her, get right down, suck a dick
Girl, you must think that this shit funny, I've been running up, get it quick
Only thing you looking like is a dummy, I can't give my time to no bitch, no
Patek all on my wrist, no, Talking to me like you love me
I can't really give no shits, no, I just hit me a lick, we got' run it up
We gotta get rich, nah, I remember was flippin, was getting them
Packs and selling them bricks, nah