24hrs, Hit-Boy, DOM KENNEDY, Half-A-Mil - Don’t Run lyrics
[24hrs, Hit-Boy, DOM KENNEDY, Half-A-Mil - Don’t Run lyrics]
Big-ass crib and shit pool in the back
Fuckin' back-house basketball court
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
"Can I hit it in the morning?"
Right before you go to brunch
I do my stuff, your nigga don't do enough
I can get you that Moschino merchandise
Off the water for the night, ayy
First I gotta hit he post office in the kite
Mad black beemers, 'fore I hit 25
I'm still in my twenties
For another 5 months
That's 5 months of dick left
For hoes under 21s
Never let a young lame bitch run 'em up
Getting to the gold
Ain't no way I'ma let you fuck that up
Ain't no way I'ma let you fuck that up
Told her: "Baby, don't run"
Fronto leaf rolled got me so slumped
Ain't shit funny, pussy so good
It need it needs it own GoFundMe
Fall asleep in it and woke
Up where it's sunny
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
These days I can't complain much
It's just I always hit the same stuff
You the type that I'm gon'
Only get to blaze once
Laying all up in the crib like a day one
When she introduce me to her
Friend, I'm like - same, huh?
Had a big fight last month, but we made up
I was pressin' all the right buttons
Like SEGA
Bitch, get a Henny, every week, like day, huh
Friend say: "Damn, girl is it like that?"
You know we need to do that
I let you make the call
Set it up, we on the same team, get involved
Step up, take the charge, if your nigga
Flow out of this world
Hope the Porsche stick that's my real car
Don't rent nothin' ever
If you fake in real life
Than you fake on the track
And you never got to worry
About me holding you back
Ay, where the pretty girls at?
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done bitch!
International it's Half-A-Mil shit, yeah
It's international
Players everywhere, worldwide, huh?
Fuckin' back-house basketball court
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
"Can I hit it in the morning?"
Right before you go to brunch
I do my stuff, your nigga don't do enough
I can get you that Moschino merchandise
Off the water for the night, ayy
First I gotta hit he post office in the kite
Mad black beemers, 'fore I hit 25
I'm still in my twenties
For another 5 months
That's 5 months of dick left
For hoes under 21s
Never let a young lame bitch run 'em up
Getting to the gold
Ain't no way I'ma let you fuck that up
Ain't no way I'ma let you fuck that up
Told her: "Baby, don't run"
Fronto leaf rolled got me so slumped
Ain't shit funny, pussy so good
It need it needs it own GoFundMe
Fall asleep in it and woke
Up where it's sunny
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
These days I can't complain much
It's just I always hit the same stuff
You the type that I'm gon'
Only get to blaze once
Laying all up in the crib like a day one
When she introduce me to her
Friend, I'm like - same, huh?
Had a big fight last month, but we made up
I was pressin' all the right buttons
Like SEGA
Bitch, get a Henny, every week, like day, huh
Friend say: "Damn, girl is it like that?"
You know we need to do that
I let you make the call
Set it up, we on the same team, get involved
Step up, take the charge, if your nigga
Flow out of this world
Hope the Porsche stick that's my real car
Don't rent nothin' ever
If you fake in real life
Than you fake on the track
And you never got to worry
About me holding you back
Ay, where the pretty girls at?
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I told her: "Don't run from it"
I hit the pussy, til' she done
I hit the pussy, til' she done bitch!
International it's Half-A-Mil shit, yeah
It's international
Players everywhere, worldwide, huh?