Runnin Runnin Runnin ft. Wacko Lyrics

Ayy, uh, runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it

Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it

Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it

Flippin' and pass it ', don't fumble it

Got a bitch on the gram, but I'm dubbin' it

So I hit her ma like, what's up with it

Fuck on some twins, that's a double, bitch

She jump on my dick like a pogo stick

And you know that my bitch, yeah, she hella thick

And her ass so fat like a elephant

Let me get in my mode and my element

CVS like where my medicine, ayy

Bulletproof truck like a president

I'm goin' crazy, no Maryland

Don't make me end you off of adrenaline

Bad bitch, and she heaven, sent

And she foreign, with an accent

When I pull up, yeah, she gettin' that

I'ma dive in that pussy, she hella wet

I been poppin' that pussy like Percocet

Boy I been gettin' money like, fuck the rest

Ain't competition, boy, ain't nothing left

10 toes down, more or less

CA$H ADOBE, WACKO, on a ' track

Finessin' trap, you know we gettin' that

We smokin' thrax, bitch, I got 30 packs

I'm rockin' turban like the Taliban

Rock that turban like the Taliban

Rock that turban like the Taliban

AK-47 around my waist, feelin like I'm fuckin' Taliban

You're girl ain't my girl, man, that shit ain't a difference too me

No, I don't take no defeat

Yeah, I be stackin' the cheddar, yeah, girl

And she bumpin' my shit every day of the week

Yeah, I be smokin' that weed

Gettin' so hot that I feel like I'm stuck in the trees

Yeah, girl, she stay on her knees

Like, when she get freaky when we get right into the sheets

No, I ain't take no defeat

Honestly, I ain't stressin' unless its about cheese

Honestly, don't talk to me

Your bitch wanna fuck, I told her my dick got a fee

Wockhart I'm sippin' that lean

You best believe, these pussies ain't do nothin' to me

I'm just gon' stay on my ways

And get to my pay while these pussies faggots watch and see

Huh

Ayy, ayy, ayy, uh

Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, uh

Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, uh

Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, uh

Flippin' and pass it ', don't fumble it

Got a bitch on the gram, but I'm dubbin' it

So I hit up her ma like, what's up with it

Fuck on some twins, that's a double, bitch