Can't Hide ft. Paulo Rarri Lyrics

Check the clock(check it, check it, go check it) we're running out of time

You can run but you cannot hide (can't hide, can't hide, we'll find' ya)

Puda you the goat boy

Check the clock(check it,check it, go check it) we're running out of time

You can run but you cannot hide (can't hide, can't hide, we'll find' ya)

As a jit, all we played was how to go get it (No kizzy)

I done growed up, now all I know is how to go get it (them racks)

Rod Wave, I went from "Rags to Riches"

Gucci belt, hold up my britches

All my opps some fuckin' bitches

All these glocks came with extensions

All these glocks came with them switches

Kill that nigga if he snitchin',

Snitches end up in ditches with other bitches, they go missin' (Amber alert )

Breaking news, this just in I got AR ain't get a FN

Bad bitch, believe in Jesus, fucked her in Christian loubs (she nasty)

Pussy so wet, a nigga don't need no lube (slip & slide)

And these bitches like the way I sound, Don't need no auto-tune (hell no)

When I link with your bitch, her ass out she remind me of a baboon

I just sluted this lil' bitch out, I like the smell of her perfume

Now she blowin' me up, she textin' me said ,"Blaxkk, I wanna see you soon"

What the fuck, I look like wifin' a bitch, I don't do the honeymoons

And these niggas watchin' everything I do like I'm a cartoon

When I cop that red sport 400 Q60 might get it tuned

And I'm feelin' just like Future, nigga I'm a young tycoon (a boss)

You can call me Plies When I'm in the Lex, I'm "With The Goons"

And I feel like Uzi, I got "Too Much Sauce", Nigga, I drip Ragu

I pour that Woxk in Mountain Dew (wocky)

I got a pocket full of blues

And I never leave a clue (can't do it)

I got this paint all on my shoe (masion)

I ball like Jordan with the flu (23)

I'm gettin' money like a Jew

My boy, you gotta see it through

Get in the stew, cook up like stew

His gun go (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew,)

My shit sound like

Check the clock (Check it, check it, go check it) we're running out of time (can't hide can't hide we'll find ya)

Check the clock (Check it, check it, go check it) we're running out of time (can't hide, can't hide we'll find ya)

(GO!)

We get a drop on the opps, Drop on the drugs, I send my niggas go check it

I'm in a fast car, smokin' Runts and Sippin' lean, I might just wreck it

Nigga, you'll never catch me slippin', I bought me a stick before, I bought me a necklace (I did)

I'm with a badass bitch when we get to the room I bet she gon' get naked

I'm like, ooh, this bitch a freak, she got her ass out (damn)

She for him, she for me, that's probably what he mad a

bout (probably what he mad a

bout)

Lame ass niggas act like fans call em' mascots

You can try to hide, but when we find you, You gone' crash out

You gone' crash out, dumb ass, nigga

Check the clock(check it, check it, go check it) we're running out of time

You can run but you cannot hide (can't hide, can't hide, we'll find' ya)

Check the clock(check it, check it, go check it) we're running out of time

You can run but you cannot hide (can't hide, can't hide, we'll find' ya)