lirik lagu lookthrusonette & wheresjewel - runshit
[intro]
(i hate you, artifacts)
[hook]
all this money on my wrist
finna take your b~tch, you ain’t really on sh~t
all these hunnids in the air
ain’t none these n~ggas gon’ touch no bl!ck
b~tch, i’m colder than the air, got a blade on my coat
and a switch on my hip
yeah, i’m in a mclaren, riding ’round on your block
got a freak in the seat and she bitin’ my lip
got a bad b~tch, and she suckin’ my d~ck
foreign hoes tryna hit up on my sh~t
you ain’t know nothin’, you ain’t hit up a band
pockets so full, she suckin’ the tip
sh~t go low, ion see who skip
[bridge]
(sh~t go low, ion see who skip)
(jewelry)
[verse 1]
ayy
lemme run yo pockets
lemme run yo sh~t
let me f~ck you up, real f~ckin’ quick (bah)
i’ma pass it to bro, he write real sh~t
whole fit f~cked up, but i’m still that b~tch
i don’t say much, but i still run sh~t
got a full mag and it come with a kit (bah)
me and twin creepin’, wе don’t like sh~t
we love to f~ck, not in this b~tch
not into sh~t, man f~ck, it’s lit
i’m off that trip, don’t know who i hit
no namе, no call, we slide then dip
we slide then dip, don’t touch that sh~t
tags on low, but the fit still sick
me and twin up, we don’t run from l!cks
n~gga talk tough, then he fold real quick
i know that n~gga, he not on sh~t
i know my twin, he built for this sh~t
drop my partner, now he loan the clip
i don’t say much, but he move too quick
i’m off that now, lettin’ twin talk his sh~t
[hook]
all this money on my wrist
finna take your b~tch, you ain’t really on sh~t
all these hunnids in the air
ain’t none these n~ggas gon’ touch no bl!ck
b~tch, i’m colder than the air, got a blade on my coat
and a switch on my hip
yeah, i’m in a mclaren, riding ’round on your block
got a freak in the seat and she bitin’ my lip
got a bad b~tch, and she suckin’ my d~ck
foreign hoes tryna hit up on my sh~t
you ain’t know nothin’, you ain’t hit up a band
pockets so full, she suckin’ the tip
sh~t go low, ion see who skip
[bridge]
(jewelry)
(all these hunnids in the air)
(ain’t none these n~ggas gon’ touch no bl!ck)
(ain’t none these b~tches)
[verse 2]
ain’t none these n~ggas wan’ slide like this
ain’t none these n~ggas got aim, they miss
ain’t none these n~ggas got hands, just lips
ain’t none these n~ggas been real, just kids
scope got a beam and i don’t try cl!ck
pressure been real, i don’t move, i sit
he pressed online, now he ain’t on sh~t
mask on low, i don’t run bl!cks
[hook 2]
lemme run yo pockets
lemme run yo sh~t
let me f~ck you up, real f~ckin’ quick (bah)
i’ma pass it to bro, he write real sh~t
whole fit f~cked up, but i’m still that b~tch
i don’t say much, but i still run sh~t
got a full mag and it come with a kit (bah)
me and twin creepin’, we don’t like sh~t
we love to f~ck, not in this b~tch
not into sh~t, man f~ck, it’s lit
i’m off that trip, don’t know who i hit
no name, no call, we slide then dip
we slide then dip, don’t touch that sh~t
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