letra de run it - rich dunk
[intro]
it’s dunk
yeah (haha)
bruh, bruh
watch this, p-ssy
bring that sh-t back, kyle
brrrrrrr
[verse]
i got the choppas that will flip a burger (grrrrrr)
run up on me, i got something that will hurt ya (bow, bow, bow)
keep talking sh-t, watching migos commercials (migos commercial)
when i blow up, need a car with some curtains (with some curtains)
in the back, getting head, while i’m smoking, i’m nervous (uh, uh, uh)
police in my city, boy they be lurkin’ (on god)
they shoot your -ss, lay you under a curtain (on god)
she say little p-ssy, she say that it’s working (she working)
i’m in the trap, say that it’s working (i’m working)
my b-tch, she mad, she swear i be flirting (i’m not)
i f-ck her good, i f-ck her in my verses (haha)
i’m at the top, you at the bottom
that’s what makes us different, ’cause n-gg-, i’m working (stupid)
water too deep, better dive perfect (perfect)
pretty little feet, give me head, no purpose (free, free)
little n-gg- fire, but your n-gg- nervous (bow, bow, bow)
need to sit down, before we get herpes (herpes)
you need to sit down, before we get t-shirt (t-shirt)
she want it hard (hard), text at the re-work (work)
in your garage, wait ’till you go to work (haha)
business, on god, are we gon’ hit him first?
i might just shoot him and take him to mexico (ooh, ooh)
i got the gas bags like we texaco
but i finessed them, i sold them oregano (gang)
if you see me again, it’s gon’ be problems though (f-ck)
but i stay strapped, so i ain’t worried ho (bow, bow, bow)
my homies strapped, so it’s gon’ be double dose (grrrrrrr)
i own these bags, i serve ’em in envelopes (haha)
been on my -ss, my n-gg- i can’t sit no more (i can’t)
she little dumb, she wanted head some more (she do)
play with the liquor, so n-gg- i’m sipping slow (i am)
i don’t take pillies, ’cause n-gg- i lose it ho (i will)
going in the trunk, n-gg- like what for? (why?)
better be on you before n-gg-s start hitting, fool (wow, wow)
i washed my hands with these n-gg-s, i’m finished fool (i’m done)
she used to f-ck with you but she say she done with you (she done)
she see my dreads, that sh-t won’t f-ck with you, b-tch (haha)
[outro]
done with you
she see my dreads, that sh-t won’t f-ck with you, b-tch
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