Chance The Rapper, Knox Fortune - Let's Go on the Run lyrics

Ooh, ooh ooh,   ooh

Hey  there, lovely sister
Won't you come home to your mister?
I've got plans to hug and kiss ya
I've  got plans to hug and hug and hug you
Let's  go on the run (Ooh, ooh)
Let's go on the run
It's  time to hit the road
We got one place to go (Ooh, ooh)

Peace poof
Meep-meep, I feel like Road Runner
I  get my feet loose
I got that Superman hidden
Under my cheap suit
Sittin', just waitin' for Lois
To wanna leave too, me too
I swear we gotta get away
Anywhere that we can
Just meet me by the water
I'll be there with the sand
And if it goes left, that's according to plan
Sometimes you gotta chop the wagon
Off of the band

She broke up with her boyfriend
The people wanna know what he said
They wanna know the way how
You can break her heart like that
Through it all
I could see someone with personality
Someone who doesn't think like me
Someone who doesn't feel like me
I wanna run away now
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo doo doo
I wanna run away now
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
(Check, check, check) ch-Check it out

Baby, we dippin', tell me who's whippin'
Let's beat the traffic, give it a whippin'
These niggas lame, they think they different
With all that extra-ass advice
But don't nobody listen
Baby, I'm deeper than a iceberg
With only the tip in
That's why you passed the open Mike
When I was only Pippen
I say we move down to Atlanta
Get a big ol' house
With a giant pair of Timbs
Just to kick folks out get outta here
Ain't nobody talkin' to you (Ooh, ooh)
And be unbothered (Ooh, ooh)
And be unbothered
We'll move farther and farther
And farther away (yeah)

Hey there, lovely sister
Won't you come home to your mister?
I've got plans to hug and kiss ya
I've got plans to hug and hug and hug you
Let's go on the run (Ooh, ooh)
Let's go on the run
It's time to hit the road
We got one place to go (Ooh, ooh)

(O oh) ooh, ooh

Don't hyperventilate
Keep the lyric cool like
Cole Bennett Lemonade
The boy got aluminum foil on his dinner plate
Lot of matcha and lattes
When it's gettin' late
The mattresses can inflate
Walk out like a zombie from
The stu' and assimilate humans to simulate
Morning in the bed
Close the lights and dim the drapes
Always Matt Damon when you
Come Jimmy Kimmel late tryna fill the shoes
Nick Cannon with rental skates
Pissed like urinal cakes
I'm ready, I'm finna take the long ride home
Like the end of a limo date
Rolled the window down so hard
That the window break
And toss out my demo tape