Run Wit da Sack

Lyrics

[Chorus: K$upreme] Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it I fuck her once when I punt the bitch Head to toe I want designer shit Pull up in foreign I all kinds of shit My neck and wrist it be blinding shit Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it [Verse 1: Lil Yachty] [?] it bitch don't want to humble bitch These niggas mad cuz' I mumble shit Hang with the slimes like I'm Thugga bitch Got a new watch and it's plain jane, man I can't wait to flood the bitch Talk to my sister gon jug a bitch Hate giving dick to a sucker bitch Balling no NBA, Rucker shit Been a long time since I loved a bitch Keep a cold heart, no from the start, niggas backstab with a throwing dart [Chorus: K$upreme] Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it I fuck her once when I punt the bitch Head to toe I want designer shit Pull up in foreign I all kinds of shit My neck and wrist it be blinding shit Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it [Verse 2: HoodrichPabloJuan] Running with the sack and I ain't gonna fumble Water get wet like Pirannah Fuck that nigga like a comma You ain't go no shooters like Thunder My diamonds African, Wakanda Made a million dollars off a mumble Remix a nigga like drama Big bankroll in my pockets all hundreds Bad bitches blowing kisses in the comments Make the choppa sing, Gunna Glock with the forty kick back like a punter He tried to run I had to hunt him Come get your bitch nigga, I don't really want her Roll a backwood like [?] Talk to police, we don't fuck with your mama Bitch ass nigga, I'm gon' blitz that nigga I'm coming for that sack you better not fumble [Chorus: K$upreme] Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it I fuck her once when I punt the bitch Head to toe I want designer shit Pull up in foreign I all kinds of shit My neck and wrist it be blinding shit Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it Run with that sack but don't fumble it