Uh Running man
I got my mind on a hunnid grand
Steady whipping the dope oven man
F*ck a bitch tell her talk to da hand
Ion think that you niggas gone understand
See my niggas that strapped like the taliban tryna put up them m's yeah that's the plan F*ck a bitch she could go wit her other man
Ion think that y'all niggas gone understand
Gotta put up that m's just for the fam
Can't be wasting my time, inna jam
So I stay close to god just for the plan
Tryna get out the hood on the other hand
Fucc a struggle just know that I got a plan
By myself never needed another hand
Killing shit like my name was the son of sam
Uh damn
Cause really give a f*ck now
6 pack off a touchdown
Grinding hard wanna stunt now
AP on bust-down, but ima stick right to the g code
Still could never love thes e hoes, jugging hard for hard for them C notes
Do this shit for my people, hanging off the rim oladipo
Bitch I'm bout to blow like a C4, I ain't hard p
I to find me Nemo (Pew the whole time)
Always chase the green call me cee -low
Uh Running man, I got my mind on a hunnid grand
Steady whipping the dope oven man
F*ck a bitch tell her talk to da hand
Ion think that you niggas gone understand
See my niggas that strapped like the taliban tryna put up them m's yeah that's the plan F*ck a bitch she could go wit her other man
I got not time for that f*ck boy shit I got yo bitch all up on my d*ck