Run Away//Get Down

Lyrics

[Part I: Run Away] [Intro] Schyeah [Chorus] Stay longer, never fear, ooh Stay strong, or gon' need a K, wow Big butt, make you double take, ooh Big gun, make em run away, ah (Run away, run away) Run away, ah (Go, go) He gon' run away, wow (Run away, run away) Run away, wow (Go, go) [Verse] Huh, picking up the pussies, you need me to do the dirty work, yeah Dumb bitch, she can't ride, she tryna' flirt now Feel it, feeling me beatbox, I'ma into Kazuya Turn into the devil, demon, bring it, 'cause of ya Always thought I never needed it, yeah, it's too strong If you— if you need the music, fetch, just like a bone You can try to make it right, you still wrong D— d— don't plead it, you're stressed, leave it alone Yeah, you fucked up already badly— 'dly Can't save her, and you can't save him At least— at least you ain't gotta cut the [?] Why you with a girl that's gon' let that spin? Why you with a girl that don't even talk to you? (She don't like your ass) Why you with a girl that genuinely ain't even a warrior? (She don't like your ass) [Part II: Get Down] [Segue] I am ready to put on a show! Lu— L— Lu— L— Lu— Lumina (Schyeah) [Verse] I'ma star, everytime I got it, boy, yeah, I got it (Schyeah) Lay down, in the bed, I'ma give 'em more, yeah, I got it (I got it, schyeah) I'ma make the racks flip, like I got good court, I'm ballin', yeah I'ma sink yo' ship, yeah, you should've brought an oar, I'm 'bout it, yeah Like a young *****, chasin' them dreams Good sucky in the cut, she was drink Girl, watch on the wrist, it bling I'm [?], go up with the team Yeah I got it, freak, oh, oh, oh Skinny bit', make me go, oh, oh Boy you know, oh I just throw a punch, bitch, I break this shit, yeah Swinging off the chandelier Off the Cognac, got me clear Had to detox, the system clear, yeah U— u-u-u-u— u— unlimited hoes in the mix, yeah (You ain't got any hoes to miss you) I got unlimited flows in this bit', yeah I'm the king of the jungle gym, yeah It's a setup, like a double-rim, bitch I'ma still score, if I'm tripling you You can never find another "Him," bitch You killin' for a— killin' for another me, yeah Know it's probably hot, lovin' his dreams Yeah, I know you feel real bad, yeah, huh Huh, every day, if you don't waste my time Oh yeah, uh, I'ma get straight to the action Politics, [?] I'ma go up, Marvin Gaye, I'ma get it on