Kid Ink - Run This lyrics

[Kid Ink - Run This lyrics]

You don't want none with this
Not only do I run but I lunge this shit
Smoke like I don't need lungs and shit
Spit lit like two rubbing sticks
Wipe me down, better call Charmin
Cuff yo chick kid so charming
I'mma make my way in Marlin, hit
It and she gon' come back, karma
It's murder better call the coroner
They ain't wanna let me in
They circle so I corner
When I'm done baby you can go on
An put a fork in 'em
Don't talk money then you
Sound like a foreigner
In my limelight I'm the sun of you
Any list I'm the one and number two
No restroom, up all night
Check the bottom of my shoes I don't walk I

Yeah, I got 'em, you know I


Leggo, yeah, I got 'em, you know I

I say what I want no censor
Paper getting real long like a center
To the money soon as I enter
We know you ain't getting paid, interns
Being fly as a pre-set
Everything on froze reset
You can't fuck with me you just celibate
With so many hoes mother fucker
I can sell a bitch sick fever
Right upside the head treat
The beat like Teila
Member when I use to work
The scales like leavers?
Rap now but I'm still ducking the Zebras
You can never pass me gon' just face it
Riding that beat like a
Motherfucking bass hit
I don't give a fuck who you run with
I know they know who run this shit

Kill 'em, aye, you know I go, uh

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