Run

Why you want your man on your bad side Thought you want the kid in the limelight I ain’t trying to kid I know I’m right I been making hits since Jack died I been getting hit in the headlights I been wore that whole fit last night Fucking with the kid means you might Fucking with the kid means you might Run up a check Run up a run up a run up a check May I please ask you to ring up the rest I’m trying to run up a Check Check Check Check Check Aye Say cheese Let me smile for you Happy birthday to me Yeah it’s ice blue Man that shit too clean Yeah it’s nice boo You my ice cream Let me scoop you Twenty twenty for a bitch Got a nice new wrist Got an iced out clique Mister nice don’t miss Mister ice on my wrist She with who oh shit Let me ice that bitch Make it twice that’s it I got wings on my bling bitch I’m too nice She been looking for a king what’s her asking price Smoking money got me high that’s a new vice All these hunnies in despair might just roll the dice After I Run Run up a check Run up a run up a run up a check May I please ask you to ring up the rest I’m trying to run up a Check Check Check Check Check Give it to me Give it to me bitch Check Check Check Check Run up a Check Check Check Check Check Check Check Check