CA$h ADOBE - Runnin Runnin Runnin (feat. Wacko) Lyrics

Ayy, uh, runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it
Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it
Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it
Flippin' and pass it ', don't fumble it

Got a bitch on the gram, but I'm dubbin' it
So I hit her ma like, what's up with it
F*ck on some twins, that's a double, bitch
She jump on my dick like a pogo stick

And you know that my bitch, yeah, she hella thick
And her ass so fat like a elephant
Let me get in my mode and my element
CVS like where my medicine, ayy

Bulletproof truck like a president
I'm goin' crazy, no Maryland
Don't make me end you off of adrenaline
Bad bitch, and she heaven, sent

And she foreign, with an accent
When I pull up, yeah, she gettin' that
I'ma dive in that pussy, she hella wet
I been poppin' that pussy like Percocet

Boy I been gettin' money like, f*ck the rest
Ain't competition, boy, ain't nothing left
10 toes down, more or less
CA$H ADOBE, WACKO, on a ' track

Finessin' trap, you know we gettin' that
We smokin' thrax, bitch, I got 30 packs
I'm rockin' turban like the Taliban
Rock that turban like the Taliban

Rock that turban like the Taliban
AK-47 around my waist, feelin like I'm f*ckin' Taliban
You're girl ain't my girl, man, that shit ain't a difference too me
No, I don't take no defeat

Yeah, I be stackin' the cheddar, yeah, girl
And she bumpin' my shit every day of the week
Yeah, I be smokin' that weed
Gettin' so hot that I feel like I'm stuck in the trees

Yeah, girl, she stay on her knees
Like, when she get freaky when we get right into the sheets
No, I ain't take no defeat
Honestly, I ain't stressin' unless its about cheese

Honestly, don't talk to me
Your bitch wanna f*ck, I told her my dick got a fee
Wockhart I'm sippin' that lean
You best believe, these pussies ain't do nothin' to me

I'm just gon' stay on my ways
And get to my pay while these pussies faggots watch and see
Huh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, uh

Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, uh
Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, uh
Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, uh
Flippin' and pass it ', don't fumble it

Got a bitch on the gram, but I'm dubbin' it
So I hit up her ma like, what's up with it
F*ck on some twins, that's a double, bitch