Run

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[Hook] I run through a hoe like yeah-ah Money I love to flex Got a dumb lil thottie up next Tryna go hard do my best Why these niggas they hate on the set? Niggas ain't right so I left This ice on my neck it don't melt Niggas keep plotting with my wealth Im staying high in the sky I be in the booth spitting fire She gon ride me with no tires Bitch I still flex with no stylist I been plotting since a minor Think quick nigga that's why I got here This shit right here my lifestyle You sick nigga take a NyQuil [Verse 1] Yeah, dripping so much I got paint on my jeans Riding the block I was nippin to fiends Don't come thru my way you ain't talking bout green I'm going away just like fleeing the scene Ride or die for my niggas, I catch a homicide for my niggas Bitch I ain't picking sides with my niggas, connect like wifi with them figures [Hook] [Verse 2] She can't hang with me now yeah you know I can't fall All these fiends they just call Bitch I ride on my dawgs Hide the dope in my sock wanna hit up the block I just grip on the ? watch it take off the top And I'm screaming fuck 12 yeah you know I won't stop Only ride for myself and I ride for my dawgs I got real niggas yeah all up in ? Take a ship nigga then I ran off The plug [Hook] Yeah, high in the sky, high in the sky
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