kayy whyy run, on, sentences... şarkı sözleri
It was a bummer last summer when the busser's didn't want me
Now see how I'm boming, talking bout running me her number
But ion want it, only number that I'm tryna get
A refined ticket from the plug for him to drop it
So when I cop zips I'll double up my profit
When its beef bout broccoli I'm riding with a chopstick
James Bond shyt but never got a stock clip
Shorty wanna lock lips but baby I do not kiss
Studying my rising and sign, bitch toxic
But I ain't even tryna hit, I heard she got hot piss
I'll get your squad benched like Doc Riv
33 plus 1 up top, Glock Giannis
Gotta wear condoms the box got mileage
After shots fired, the cops tried to knock us
The charge ain't really stick, the broad said period
I run on sentences cause I prefer commas
