Pi'erre Bourne & TM88 - Run It lyrics

[Verse] We don't fu*k with you no more cause ni**as be flawed as hell And you know I'm bout my coins like I'm bout to toss in a well And my money talking crazy, sh*t be tight as hell Diamonds dance like a Jabbawockee I stack cheese like it’s melting on broccoli Beating the pussy [?] of karate I was in a trance seen [?] Step people up, read about it Said she wanna fu*k, give me your body I'm in the truck, girl be my driver Said she gon' su*k, sloppy and toppy I don't know what you want from me ni**a can't get no songs for free She wanna give me everything I just really want a piece She rеally want a wedding ring Kaepernick, gotta takе a knee Why y'all wanna settle me How that ni**a get that cheese Yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah (trust me) Yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah (trust me, trust me) Countin' my money every Monday (trust me) Rockin' ice-cream, no sundae (trust me) We gon' switch on Sunday (trust me) No one be rich, yeah, one day (trust me) ni**a wanna be just like me (trust me) Superhero, black lightning (trust me) Got my Yeez in the crowd, team Nike (trust me) Pull out the crown, she wifey (trust me) You and your feelings [?] bullsh*t Smoke it [?] rollin' a tulip I got her wet like she jumped off a cruise ship Dive in her pussy so I never lose it Keep on a rubber, yes I gotta use it Smoking this [?] this sh*t make me foolish [Bridge] Yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah Yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah buddy, run it [Hook] Pen on us, we just gon' run it up (ay, run it up) Pen on us, we just gon' run it up (ay, run it up) Run it up, run it up, run it up Pen on us, we just gon' run it up (ay, run it up) Pen on us, we just gon' run it up (ay, run it up) Pen on us, we was post to run it up (ay, run it up) Pen on us, we just gon' run it up (ay, run it up) [Verse 2] ni**a not gang, I don't know him I'm in Chiraq, shoutout foe'nem I feel like Shaq, I O' Neal The beat your own ass, Jermaine O'Neal ni**a talk money, that's my old deal I just met Howie deal or no deal She wanna ride like a four-wheel Amateur b*tch, she got no skill Rafs on my feet, I keep a tab on me I feel like I'm [?] welds on me I get what I want, a spoiled brat I be I get what I want 'cause all this cash on me All this cash (on me) Cash, cash, cash (on me, on me, on me) All this cash (on me) Cash, cash, cash (on me, on me, on me) All these racks (on me) Racks, racks, racks (on me, on me, on me) All this cash (on me) Cash, cash, cash (on me, on me, on me) All these racks (on me) Racks, racks, racks (on me, on me, on me)