Run It
AP Nollie
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Aye I just wanna get a lotta shit off right quick, shidd I’ma just run it, know what I’m sayin First off I ain’t needed y’all What this life shit mean to y’all I’ma R.I.P or Ball Get that sack & we run it (Aye, whoa, uh) I’ma get me some money (Aye, whoa) Yeaaa Get that sack & we run it (Aye, whoa, yea) Ain’t no mufuckkin fumbling (Aye, whoa) Yeaaa Get that sack & we run it Shit I done did it again Treated the Honda Accord Like it’s Gone with the wind Biscotti Gelatti I’m smoking again Body for body, I been going in Homi for homi, yea I been going in Grinding from night Till da early morning He wanna fight tell em Bring dat boy in Beat on his top till he Look like Martin He just a baby, his mama spoiled him “Nollie don’t spank him He too important” I know he fake, why do y’all Adore him He hang with snakes Better check ya garden I see da hate, man dat shit is poison I needed a plate & they tried to starve me They know I’m too great with this Shit like Jordan So straight out da gate I’ma Eat regardless Yee! Uh I done made a hunnad some plays On a iPhone I got like 30 some j’s in my phone Dat ain’t yo money nigga Why u gotta lie fo Seen a lotta good die young Hurt my soul R.I.P. Marlo, R.I.P. Pop Smoke I just want some good throat While I run a bag up nigga If you hating on dat U a fag, luh nigga Debating on what I’m da man to these niggas My plan a luh bigger My bag a luh richer We both go thru shit But I handle it different My hand on da pistol Yo hand on da whistle You never lived wit yo head On da swivel Dat’s why me & u will 4ever Be different I live a life dat’s so mufuckkin real Most of y’all wouldn’t even know How to deeaal Lotta niggas wouldn’t even, like Know how to deal with this shit Lotta mufuggin niggas hating on u Bitches plotting on u Whole lotta fuckery, got the Police trying u Whole time All u tryna do is make some money Feed ya kinfolk, feed ya kids Ya know what I’m sayin First off I ain’t needed y’all (getcha mf bag right) What this life shit mean to Y’all ? I’ma R.I.P or Ball Get that sack & we run it (Aye, whoa, uh) I’ma get me some money (Aye, whoa) Yeaaa Get that sack & we run it (Aye, whoa, yea) Ain’t no mufuckkin fumbling (Aye, whoa) Yeaaa Get that sack & we run it Get that sack & we run it Run it Run it R.I.P. Marlo, R.I.P. Pop Smoke
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