Young Thug, Gunna - Run Into You Girl lyrics

Jeffery, yeah
Yeah (This is for a special, that special someone)
Yeah (You know who you be, ah, yeah)
Make this one 'bout you, ayy (Ah)
I wanna make this one 'bout you, yeah
(I wanna make this one 'bout you)

You see me drivin' 'round the world
I'm tryna run into you, girl
You see me runnin' out of space
I'm tryna run into your world
You see me runnin' out of focus
Tryna run into you, girl
You see me runnin' 'round the world
I'm tryna run into you, girl
You see me runnin' out of focus
Tryna keep up with you, girl
You see me runnin' 'round the town
I'm tryna catch up with you, girl

I wanna make this one 'bout you, ayy


('Bout you, yeah)
I wanna do it like I do, ayy (Like I do)
But whatever, I'm with the crew, ayy
(Ever, I'm with the crew, yeah)
I know it right (Know it right)
It feel right (Feels so right)
I was raised up by OG's (And what?)
And now my niggas older than me (yeah)
I feel like I'm 'bout to OD (Ah)
But it feel right
It feel so right (So right)
I'm ballin' like Ginobili and Kobe
Ballin' like I'm ballin' with my trophy
I see you, you tryin' to get your Rollie
I see you, you tryin' to get your shows deep
Next time you roll (Next time you roll)
That be the best time to go
(That be the best time to go)
I got a K in my trench coat
(I got a K in my trench coat)
'Cause these niggas shiesty through they soul
(These niggas slimed out, woo)
And I know you see me runnin' 'round this
Motherfucker like a chicken with my head off
Cut off at the top, talkin' to the city
Whole crew on Midol, no Tylenol
I got a lil' more salt, show you right
I'm at a high league
Higher than we all could be
And I feel like I'm higher than Molly
I think I'm seein' Christ, I'm seein' Christ
I got a Rolls Royce parked on the street
I got some hitters and they all like to eat
(To eat)
Shawty know that I'm a smooth machine
(Know that I'm a smooth machine)
At all times
(yeah) , all times (All times, all times)

You see me drivin' 'round the world
I'm tryna run into you, girl
You see me runnin' out of space
I'm tryna run into your world
You see me runnin' out of focus
Tryna run into you, girl
(All the day, yeah, all the day)
You see me runnin' 'round the world
I'm tryna run into you, girl
You see me runnin' out of focus
Tryna keep up with you, girl
You see me runnin' 'round the town
I'm tryna catch up with you, girl

Foot on the gas (Foot on the gas)
Spaz on his man (Spaz on his man)
Versace for my bath rags (Versace bath rags)
I just want the Cat, no scat (yeah, yeah)
Product of a M6 (M6)
You could've got the big body Benz, bitch
(Move, ho)
I'm just sayin' sorry 'cause we did this
(Stupid ho)
And I feel sorry for the ones on the hitlist
(Woo) you smashin' (yeah)
You gassin' (yeah) you flaggin' (Woah)
You old school ridin' with some
(Skrrt, skrrt) you hit the lick (yeah, yeah)
You mashin' (Mash out)
Back to the bricks (To the south)
Y'all see me drivin' 'round the
World and can't come close, oh yeah
Light it up, light it up, nigga
Check my body
See my heart beatin' through my clothes
I got homie at my head, homie at my head
You like Lil Uzi
The lights shine bright on the Rolls Royces
I said the lights shine bright on the world
The worsts

Tryna live it up and live
All this shit a nigga did
Remember I had to do that bid, yeah
(Had to do that bid, yeah)
Hope the Lord forgive me for my sin
Know that dope gon' pay my rent
Help my mama feed them kids, yeah
(Help my mama feed them kids, yeah)
I don't know
But I'm gon' make this shit make sense
(Make sense)
Had to do this for my bitch (My bitch)
Tell my bitch we gon' be rich (Rich)
I swear I had this sacrifice
I wanna do this shit for real
(Do this shit for real)
My name ain't got no price the
Reason I can't sign no deal
(I can't sign no deal)
I'm stackin' every night
I'm tryna get my cuz appeal
I made it out the South where
Niggas kill or you get killed
(Kill or you get killed)
And I gotta feel like I was chosen
(Feel like I was chosen)
Cop a coupe and drive it like it's stolen
(And drive it like it's, skrrt)
My pockets filled with racks
Them bitches pokin' (Bitches pokin')
Bust down, had to buy my bitch a Rollie
(yeah, yeah) wrist glowin'
(Glowin') , keep goin' (Keep goin')
Whip foreign
(Foreign) , bitch foreign (Foreign)
Body the gorgeous
(Gorgeous) , she like horses (Horses)
She like Porches
(Porches) , she important (Important)
Wrist frozen, shit I like to do (Do)
Drivin' 'round the world lookin' for you
(You) you (You) , you
You ain't losin', girl, you winnin'
(Girl, you winnin')
Baby cost a pretty penny (Pretty penny, yeah)
She love when I go get it
(She love when I go get it, yeah)
She know Gunna ain't stingy
(She know Gunna ain't stingy)
I stack that money to the ceiling
(Stack that money to the ceiling, yeah)
Ridin' the Flying Spur Bentley
(Spur Bentley, yeah)
Let lil' mama see her ticket (See a million)
Let her know I'm 'bout my business

Y'all see me drivin' 'round the
World and can't come close, oh yeah
Light it up, light it up, nigga
Check my body
See my heart beatin' through my clothes
I got homie at my head, homie at my head
You like Lil Uzi
The lights shine bright on the Rolls Royces
I said the lights shine bright on the world
The worsts

You see me runnin' 'round the world
I'm tryna run into you, girl
You see me runnin' out of focus
Tryna keep up with you, girl
You see me runnin' 'round the town
I'm tryna catch up with you, girl