Run the Game
DJ Wyte
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Black frames and a suit Like Clark Kent Slide bring meds You can be my friend My sets ain't free Don't try to pretend I got the swang Don't follow trends Eating up carbs All the bread i can spend I been super size since ninty tres Blessed wit checks Can't comprehend But the biz fucked I ain't gon pretend I stay lit True to my scent He buying fans Mine cost zero cent Push the envelope Shake the biz Cash me out I'm hot shit Act like a bitch You fail the quiz Support past 10 Pray I don't bend Haters get fucked By the new Steve Wynn Loose like juice Pouring up some gin Who Run the Game Too much drip Stay clogging drains Want the fame Don't f*ck with lames I'm lit like a Tit So f*ck shade Rocks on piles Need a Ice tray My dick go in A bitch Koo-Laid Want the sauce its homemade Cost extra like Chipotle Got a girl like Kim And I'm bout to swim You couldn't be me If you hit the gym You tryna hit holes but ya dick too thin I'm deuce biggalo and my shoe size big I took the battle bitch Don't pretend Got bums on the dick And they think we friends I don't give a f*ck If you think I offend You one percent bitch Let me vent Quarantine Got no breaks Too much time Gotta hit the crates Stir the pot Got no dates Striped like Tony They say I'm great I'm in the mix Make em' jump like kriss You ain't on my level I might just diss Almost famous When Im gone they miss My Dm's blow Like a bitches Kiss Who Run the Game Too much drip Stay clogging drains Want the fame Don't f*ck with lames I'm lit like a Tit So f*ck shade Rocks on piles Need a Ice tray My dick go in A bitch Koo-Laid Want the sauce its homemade Cost extra like Chipotle Here I go here I go Here I go 4 moe Pulled over on trop for dro Stopped in the middle Shit was wrecked in four Pig took the blunt I had to roll Hit the cosmo Even up the score Got the bad girls Heating up the floor Shake so much They say they sore Turnt by the bar and the liquor pour Drank in my cup Get lit like Thor I'll make u famous If u want some more Clowns stalk Like I was a whore Broke thots hit me up I just hit ignore Lookin at wyte He got some nerve Been around the world Got hoes reserved Lit like I'm cursed The dub don't stop Any L I swerve Who Run the Game Too much drip Stay clogging drains Want the fame Don't f*ck with lames I'm lit like a Tit So f*ck shade Rocks on piles Need a Ice tray My dick go in A bitch Koo-Laid Want the sauce its homemade Cost extra like Chipotle Culture culture tryna preserve Phase No needle and the record turn My seven two got a sexy curve Fat cuts on my diet Go head observe I'll talk some shit But facts I know Wack DJs undercut the dough Numbers drop Club wanna fold Got no control Give up the roll Your promo guys ain't got the rope I'm the only reason this shit is dope You wack You pushing Get off the snow I quit You closed What a fucking joke Don't f*ck those ain't worth the blow You won't get dick if u acting cold Too many hoes on my neck like gold I'm always up No time zone Who Run the Game Too much drip Stay clogging drains Want the fame Don't f*ck with lames I'm lit like a Tit So f*ck shade Rocks on piles Need a Ice tray My dick go in A bitch Koo-Laid Want the sauce its homemade Cost extra like Chipotle
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
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