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RunToU? (feat. Doggy$tyle)
by KGScarface
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(Yuh, ay, ay)
Ay, it's KG bruh
Ay, we just back in the studio
You know what I mean
Wait, how does this song go again
How does this song go
How does it go kinda like
(Who can I run to)
Yeah like that!
(Okay)
(Yuh, yuh, okay)
Ay, ay, hit this shit one time bruh
Ay, ay, let them know what's up, cause it's goes something like
Bitch I'm driving crazy ain't no buckling my belt
And yo bitch was talking crazy all up on the ass I felt
Bitch I whip it in the 80', I'm just pushing shit myself
And I wanna wife it up, but to that bitch I'm on the shelf
(Ay)
Bitch I'm driving crazy ain't no buckling my belt
And yo bitch was talking crazy all up on the ass I felt
Bitch I whip it in the 80', I'm just pushing shit myself
And I wanna wife it up, but to that bitch I'm on the shelf
(Ay)
Sippin dirty while I'm counting thirty's
I'm steady stroking hard, but this ain't no fucking birdie
She wanna be with me
And baby way too flirty
I could really love this girl
But her intentions might be dirty
Askin 'baby am I worthy?'
Who can I run to
When times is getting hard
Shorty swearing she love me
But, she's too emotionally scarred
She wanna see us going far
But she's scared
She's afraid if she loves again it'll be impaired
Layin my love on the line
I hope I ain't wasting time
I'm feeling the distance from her
I should take it as a sign
I wanna make her mine
But if she ain't want me
I'll be fine
I got my bros
And we spazz out
It's like we hit the lottery
Gettin checks now
Get on the ground
Don't make a sound
Somebody better hand Doggy, the crown
I'm on top of all you clowns
(Who can I run to?)
(Can I run to you?)
(Who can I run to?)
(Can I run to you?)
(Yuh)
Bitch I'm driving crazy ain't no buckling my belt
And yo bitch was talking crazy all up on the ass I felt
Bitch I whip it in the eighty', I'm just pushing shit myself
And I wanna wife it up, but to that bitch I'm on the shelf
(Ay)
Bitch I'm driving crazy ain't no buckling my belt
And yo bitch was talking crazy all up on the ass I felt
Bitch I whip it in the 80', I'm just pushing shit myself
And I wanna wife it up, but to that bitch I'm on the shelf
(Ay)
(Who can I run to?)
Yuhhhh, ay, yuh
Ay, we just do this shit
Shout-out Devin, shout-out Beck
Shout-out Meo, shout-out Josh
Shout-out Sam, shout-out Makaiya
Shout-out everyone you feel me
Ay, shout-out Huffy, Tallon, and Sophie too
Until then, we'll see you around
And don't forget
Goodbye, and don't die
(Yuh, ay, ay)
Ay, it's KG bruh
Ay, we just back in the studio
You know what I mean
Wait, how does this song go again
How does this song go
How does it go kinda like
(Who can I run to)
Yeah like that!
(Okay)
(Yuh, yuh, okay)
Ay, ay, hit this shit one time bruh
Ay, ay, let them know what's up, cause it's goes something like
Bitch I'm driving crazy ain't no buckling my belt
And yo bitch was talking crazy all up on the ass I felt
Bitch I whip it in the 80', I'm just pushing shit myself
And I wanna wife it up, but to that bitch I'm on the shelf
(Ay)
Bitch I'm driving crazy ain't no buckling my belt
And yo bitch was talking crazy all up on the ass I felt
Bitch I whip it in the 80', I'm just pushing shit myself
And I wanna wife it up, but to that bitch I'm on the shelf
(Ay)
Sippin dirty while I'm counting thirty's
I'm steady stroking hard, but this ain't no fucking birdie
She wanna be with me
And baby way too flirty
I could really love this girl
But her intentions might be dirty
Askin 'baby am I worthy?'
Who can I run to
When times is getting hard
Shorty swearing she love me
But, she's too emotionally scarred
She wanna see us going far
But she's scared
She's afraid if she loves again it'll be impaired
Layin my love on the line
I hope I ain't wasting time
I'm feeling the distance from her
I should take it as a sign
I wanna make her mine
But if she ain't want me
I'll be fine
I got my bros
And we spazz out
It's like we hit the lottery
Gettin checks now
Get on the ground
Don't make a sound
Somebody better hand Doggy, the crown
I'm on top of all you clowns
(Who can I run to?)
(Can I run to you?)
(Who can I run to?)
(Can I run to you?)
(Yuh)
Bitch I'm driving crazy ain't no buckling my belt
And yo bitch was talking crazy all up on the ass I felt
Bitch I whip it in the eighty', I'm just pushing shit myself
And I wanna wife it up, but to that bitch I'm on the shelf
(Ay)
Bitch I'm driving crazy ain't no buckling my belt
And yo bitch was talking crazy all up on the ass I felt
Bitch I whip it in the 80', I'm just pushing shit myself
And I wanna wife it up, but to that bitch I'm on the shelf
(Ay)
(Who can I run to?)
Yuhhhh, ay, yuh
Ay, we just do this shit
Shout-out Devin, shout-out Beck
Shout-out Meo, shout-out Josh
Shout-out Sam, shout-out Makaiya
Shout-out everyone you feel me
Ay, shout-out Huffy, Tallon, and Sophie too
Until then, we'll see you around
And don't forget
Goodbye, and don't die
