Run

Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run You better run, you better run, you better run You better run, you better run, you better run You better run, you better run, you better run You better run, you better run, you better run You know the kids here, game faced me Whip full speed, no top seed Cop four pounds, knock doors down Y'all need me to keep the game around Pipe down I'm gangster with it I don't keep it fo' sho' dog I'll bang you with it Jimmy live what y'all talk about But you know the game ain't to talk about Hit the bar let the bottles pop wil' out It's on my side ring and my side out Do the dam thing, buggy I do a buck and some change With my hand on them things Have to stop at a red light Sprees spinning I don't tuck ice Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run I hold nothing back I let it all out Whether I'm in the booth or the tools out Twist the backwoods let the haze blow Thinking of new ways to sit and let the change grow Lights out neck fist and wrist lit Bikes out front lift for distance Snow man brink will blow men Ain't going home to six in the morn man Gotta keep it tight you know do it right Y'all can live tony I want the sosa life Streets taught me this anything I touch Going double and bubble if not triple up Word from s dot you don't gotta love me But you gotta respect me dog the bol' hot Keep it moving and get your drink on Put them things up I got shiners on Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run There ain't much time you hear the hands tick Gotta stick to the script make the game flip Either get down or you get laid Lemonade tank and raid gotta play the days When I hit I'm gonna make it count Lip spit going small but it's blowing out This is my world I'll put my life on it You can ask around but they don't really want it Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy, Grab your gun, grab your gun Where you gonna run to when the kid comes through Run, run, run, run, run, run