On The Run Lyrics

Flflflfl Beep

She say her life before this one was boring

Spent a whole lot up in Christian Dior

Emkay

Stay with a shooter I move like the Don (Move like the Don)

Run with the MOB 20 racks on a charm (Racks on a charm)

All my hoes love me im just having fun (Just having fun)

Went on a run, gave some racks to my mom (Flflflfl Beep)

Designer my body you niggas some bums (Niggas some bums)

Bond out for that body, they got none on him (Got none on him)

I'm the one trafficking loud round the country (Trapping, trapping)

I'm the lil' nigga that came up from nothing (Came up from nothing)

I'm the one put all my bitches in foreigns (My bitches in foreigns)

Spent a whole lot up in Christian Dior (Christian Dior)

She say her ex never did this before

She say her life before this one was boring (Life was boring)

Fuck from the back while i'm pulling her arm

Smoke this bitch out none but Za in my lungs (Za in my lungs)

She got the strap, in the bag on her arm (Bag on her)

One funny move in this bitch and she blowing

Serve ya third person, I don't wanna meet ya (Don't wanna meet ya)

They shop with me cause my prices be cheaper (Prices be cheaper)

Cuz poured up Tris and aint measure it either (Measure it either)

I'm going Ether im turnt past the meter (Turnt past the meter)

They hit in the dark Mazza did the freezer

Cant fuck with you niggas, cause niggas is leaches (Niggas be leaches)

Cant fuck with you bitches who don't hustle either

She tell me she love me, I never believe her (I never believe her)

Got a Mexican plug that a toss it like Brady (Toss it like Brady)

I heard yo pockets on slim cause you shady (Cause you shady)

I can't be wifin' no thot bitch you crazy (You crazy)

You can't get money with us, cause you lazy (Lazy)

You can't even run up a hunnid you tripping (Tripping)

My niggas don't rap but hoes can't tell the difference (Can't tell the difference)

I drop the box at yo door like its Christmas (Christmas)

I drop a crate of guns off in the trenches

Stay with a shooter I move like the Don (Move like the Don)

Run with the MOB 20 racks on a charm (Racks on a charm)

All my hoes love me im just having fun (Just having fun)

Went on a run, gave some racks to my mom (Flflflfl Beep)

Designer my body you niggas some bums (Niggas some bums)

Bond out for that body, they got none on him (Got none on him)

I'm the one trafficking loud round the country (Trapping, trapping)

I'm the lil' nigga that came up from nothing (Came up from nothing)

I'm the one put all my bitches in foreigns (My bitches in foreigns)

Spent a whole lot up in Christian Dior (Christian Dior)

She say her ex never did this before

She say her life before this one was boring (Life was boring)

Fuck from the back while i'm pulling her arm

Smoke this bitch out none but Za in my lungs (Za in my lungs)

She got the strap, in the bag on her arm (Bag on her)

One funny move in this bitch and she blowing