Testo Run It

We don't fuck with you no more cause niggas 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, shit 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 fuck, give me your body
I'm in the truck, girl be my driver
Said she gon' suck, sloppy and toppy
I don't know what you want from me
Nigga can't get no songs for free
She wanna give me everything
I just really want a piece
She rеally want a wedding ring
Cap a nigga, I take a knee
Why y'all settlе me
How that nigga 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)
Nigga 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 [?] bullshit
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 shit make me foolish

Yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah
Yeah buddy, yeah buddy, yeah buddy, run it

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)

Nigga 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
Nigga talk money, that's my old deal
I just met Howie deal or no deal
She wanna ride like a four-wheel
Amateur bitch, 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)