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C0LE - Run It Lyrics



C0LE - Run It Lyrics




[ Featuring YBC Dreko ]

Choppa on my waist , F*ck boy try to play n I see red
There ain't no telling what ill do when I be off these meds
I knock bro off his high horse n that boy end up dead
I strike jus like a cobra ima fill that boy with lead
Yea I be super sonic, All these dudes are so slow
N I be so atomic like a bomb I might explode
That boy don't want a 1v1 he know that he gon choke
I hit that boy wit a 1 and done Ska-Doosh jus like I'm Po

Get Racks A lot, The Mac, it Pop,
At rats and opps, Choppa sound like FA FA FA
Shots let off they duck and Hide, Don't let off no cover fire
Big ass clip hold 30 rounds, Heard yo shit Hold 1 + 5
F*ck it I been ballin, They know I'ma walkin bucket
I been counting so much chicken f*cked around n started cluckin
She gon suck until we f*ck, Bitch ima put it in yo stomach
She like "Baby that's too much, No I can't take it" got her runnin

Run it, Run it, Run it, Run it, Adopt that boy I son-ed em
Red dot that boy I gun em, I box that boy, I double pump em
Wreck the town like I'm a gundam, Yea she bad but I don't want her
Got 2 twin Glocks look like each other, Woah
My gang gon laugh like sum hyenas when we catch that body
Hop on that jet go out of state while I been out of body
There he go, That boy look like King Kong
My gang be filled with monsters, Like what

Im out for blood got me feeling like im Dracula
Tryna say that I can't rap, Well I guess I gotta wrap em up
Pop out in dat drip, Bitch you know that im not regular
Come and get yo bitch away from gang I think she fell in love
We don't do no settlements, No we don't like to settle shit
Pull up to yo residents, We catch yo ass n split yo wig
We give out toe tags
We give out body bags

That boy got one shot, He missed that shit his aim bad
We give out tombstones, That shit that make his mom sad
That boy broke rule 1, and I make the rules that's my bad
We push he fall, that whole down there is black
He tryna climb the wall to reach the air but he can't latch on
40 on me ima fry his ass, no he got waxed on
Wax off, had to call yo bitch to get my rocks off
She know ima super villain, She got blitzed on, Okay
That Bitch was Fire
Honestly
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English

Choppa on my waist , F*ck boy try to play n I see red
There ain't no telling what ill do when I be off these meds
I knock bro off his high horse n that boy end up dead
I strike jus like a cobra ima fill that boy with lead
Yea I be super sonic, All these dudes are so slow
N I be so atomic like a bomb I might explode
That boy don't want a 1v1 he know that he gon choke
I hit that boy wit a 1 and done Ska-Doosh jus like I'm Po

Get Racks A lot, The Mac, it Pop,
At rats and opps, Choppa sound like FA FA FA
Shots let off they duck and Hide, Don't let off no cover fire
Big ass clip hold 30 rounds, Heard yo shit Hold 1 + 5
F*ck it I been ballin, They know I'ma walkin bucket
I been counting so much chicken f*cked around n started cluckin
She gon suck until we f*ck, Bitch ima put it in yo stomach
She like "Baby that's too much, No I can't take it" got her runnin

Run it, Run it, Run it, Run it, Adopt that boy I son-ed em
Red dot that boy I gun em, I box that boy, I double pump em
Wreck the town like I'm a gundam, Yea she bad but I don't want her
Got 2 twin Glocks look like each other, Woah
My gang gon laugh like sum hyenas when we catch that body
Hop on that jet go out of state while I been out of body
There he go, That boy look like King Kong
My gang be filled with monsters, Like what

Im out for blood got me feeling like im Dracula
Tryna say that I can't rap, Well I guess I gotta wrap em up
Pop out in dat drip, Bitch you know that im not regular
Come and get yo bitch away from gang I think she fell in love
We don't do no settlements, No we don't like to settle shit
Pull up to yo residents, We catch yo ass n split yo wig
We give out toe tags
We give out body bags

That boy got one shot, He missed that shit his aim bad
We give out tombstones, That shit that make his mom sad
That boy broke rule 1, and I make the rules that's my bad
We push he fall, that whole down there is black
He tryna climb the wall to reach the air but he can't latch on
40 on me ima fry his ass, no he got waxed on
Wax off, had to call yo bitch to get my rocks off
She know ima super villain, She got blitzed on, Okay
That Bitch was Fire
Honestly
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Writer: Andre Finnell, Cole Cromer
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: C0LE
Featuring: YBC Dreko
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Andre Finnell, Cole Cromer
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