'Run Inside' Lyrics

I bet I make em run

Inside

This big bitch down to

Ride

Nigga steady talking out his top he Ain gon slide

Hit up Mg they say

Homicide

Ask the last one yea he

Tried

No you can't run or hide I'm trynna Send a bih to God

Don't have no issue cuz we quick to Clear the business

Stepping for fitness stepping on my Own in another Nigga city

You claim it's smoke well pussy bitch Come deal wit me

Imma throw my hood up everywhere I go I'm five living

They like wat you got in that cup Bcuz you tripping

She get paid for that pussy she don't Call it tricking

Get out of line nd imma show you How we kick it

They know he handle business gon Have to show that you w it

Big shark up in that water trynna Show em how we step on shit

Get out yo top imma leave you we're We started it

Shell catcher wen we slide so I ain Gotta clean up shit

Hit up Two he bring that gang now It's a room fulla sticks

I'm out my top who got Truu

Lit

Now you gotta watch yo

Bitch

Claim that you her favorite Nigga But she Begging for this dick

What even gon put that in this song So please don't take that as no diss

I got lil daddy mad cuz Truu be Dickin dwn his bih

Whole on Truu be on his

Shit

He mad I'm that nd he ain

This

You can swerve if you want i don't Think you want that risk

Bloody nickel five baby five way that Five Shit

Catch em by hisself cuz that bih too Loud with his side kick

Inside we fistfight outside we bang it Out that's how we deal with it

I ain never had a fucking pick do I Can't chill with it

I mix that lemonade with gin nd I get Real dizzy

Bih you bet not swerve I'm bound to Crash you might get rear-ended

I don't know nun about it imma keep It solid

Plenty hollows hit his body get em Shipped just like a rocket

And bih it's pressure bout my name Yea they dumping bout it

Anywhere we catch em we gon get Em I can't spare nobody

I bet I make em run

Inside

This big bitch down to

Ride

Nigga steady talking out his top he Ain gon slide

Hit up Mg they say

Homicide

Ask the last one yea he

Tried

No you can't run or hide I'm trynna Send a bih to God

Don't have no issue cuz we quick to Clear the business

Stepping for fitness stepping on my Own in another Nigga city

You claim it's smoke well pussy bitch Come deal wit me

Imma throw my hood up everywhere I go I'm Five living