Lyrics:
You get picked on by another
Better go and run for cover yeah
Johnny run away, run away, now, Johnny now
Johnny run away, run away, now, Johnny now
and McLeans
Gateway Motor Freight , Transport, Vikings
Dixie, Ohio, and Trans American Some
East Texas, Mason Dixon, Watkin and Transcon
Wilson Associate got
Can I get two tickets to a Noname show
Broke boy, this week
But I got good taste though
Broke boy this week
But as she speaks her truth brings lows
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
"Give it up for rita wilson"
Hip hop hooray, ho
Hey, ho, hey, ho
Hey, ho
You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldn't make my day
Floatin in my lane got too high to hear distractions
Every day could be a movie flip the script and get to action
Put a fence around my lid this new
your homie five times, better grab chalk
Did it, got away with it out the Civic
We Crippin', Long Beach City, pay a visit
Park Ramona, pop blocked
hit the cot
Not what I meant by nod
Y'all sleeping on a god
Well maybe demi but my semi come equipped with dots
Drop top
Nonstop
Keep it moving, get
to put your life on a dollar menu
Right there by the Egg McMuffin
While these boys order shots, snortin' rocks, and importin' thots
I'm floatin' with
Cast Away Cast Away Cast Away Cast Away
Cast Away Cast Away Cast Away Cast Away
Second vacation is a perfect get away
Jump in that pussy get wet like
at me differently
Your bitch a brainy I could swear she got like six degrees
She wanna fuck then it's 10k to get this dickery
Bitch im whoopie gang
Can't
My woman says it's a dog gone shame the way
Some men bring their wives money
And furs and jewelry and I come home
Ain't got a dime and smellin' like
you're gone half of the time
You get your hands dirty, got no money to save
You work in the morning, I sleep through the day
I'm walking down Wilson
you're gone half of the time
You get your hands dirty, got no money to save
You work in the morning, I sleep through the day
I'm walking down Wilson
tatted on her titties
Ain't my hoe no more
I'm just going thru memories
Ion trap no more
I just got dope tendencies
Drive thru Wilson
And I get flashbacks
Aunt Annie's
Then I fell in love with a flattened fanny
I'm getting out of here, before my penis gets hard
And I get thrown out by the security guards
gets harder
The shovel won't behave
I just dug myself
Into a six foot grave
I need a new dimension
Got to Supersize
A Jacobean ladder
with me, but I got way more raps to make
I got way more facts to state
cnd I got way more cash to make
Shout out to my brothers they my Wilson when I
I got a real bitch like to talk real shit
She always tell me go get the money that's real shit
She always pointing out something important I didn't
away, run away, run away, run away, run away
Run away, run away, run away
I'm too deep in this and can't put the guns away
Got me some errands man watch
Just then florence nightingale dropped her drawers and
Stuck her fat ass half way out of the window with a
Wilson pickett tune
And shouted get a load
you stuck by my side
She want them four letters I ain't talkin bout no L word
She gonna get em soon if she keep puttin in that damn work
Bouta have em
gettin' smoked, you put a hand on me
Shots run it down even if he had a broken foot
All through COVID, we still sold it by the boatload to push
Pandemic
ain't a fan of me
I don't care cos I got God by my side
I never thought I be the one that had to get away
With all these negativities I'd rather step away
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