runnin man

I'm in the back makin' money, I feel like Usain, cause my boy finna run it, huh

Feel like I'm part of the track when I hop on the track, yeah my boy finna run em, off (hoodrich)

Gang in the back, they pull up with that choppa, you play with my name and we gun em, all

Don't know why he mad, I'm gettin' that cash, I grab me this bread then I'm runnin, off (hoodrich, hood-hoodrich)

Choppa gon' make em do runnin' man

All of this money, I got me a bunch of bands

Three hundred girls outside, got a bunch of fans

Glock in the back ate that boy like a Lunchable

Pull up with gang and your face lookin' punchable

Fundin' you, something I really don't want to do

Dude really mad, cause nobody be wantin' you