Runneth Over (feat. Mickey Factz)

Time to get them what they want Time to give them want they need These niggas coming up short Time to bring them up to speed We gon run this shit over Til it's over Something like a bull dozer When we roll up Til my cup runneth over We gon pour up We gon run this shit over Til it's over And we got them like Uh You know I had to put that word in Yeah So I had to hit Jerz and Artie Old school sample game like the Atari I been woke ain't no way that you can alarm me I walk in gods hand ain't no way you can harm me Still get it started with or without the car key And I'm here stay write my name in a sharpie You're hysterical I'm tryna be historical And give your ass a show like Curry up at the oracle These days it's hard for me to merciful They thought it was joke until the shit got personal I'll out hustle you before I ever hassle you And it don't help that a nigga spit like snaggletooth Let's keep it practical before shit irrational So act natural my raps is all factual Fucking with the team and the damage is collateral A capitol g while my g's gain capitol Nigga Time to get them what they want Time to give them want they need These niggas coming up short Time to bring them up to speed We gon run this shit over Til it's over Something like a bull dozer When we roll up Til my cup runneth over We gon pour up We gon run this shit over Til it's over And we got them like And we got them like And we got them like And we got them like It's Mickey He get an ounce I know you peeping the bounce I been flooded the net you act like we in a drought Coming out like Diana Ross singing about What she wanted the world the know he ain't a slouch Look nigga we outside I see you be in the house Prolly sleep on the couch these people reaching for clout He can vouch for himself the credit is A1 No steak sauce you over cooked I ain't done Wait son If Butta is Curry that mean I'm Clay And I'm shooting with my brother the flurry's a DOA Dead shot Will Smith in a movie you'll be okay Ima dip after I get the chips no Frito Lay Cup runneth over I'm still pouring The game clock done so what I'm still scoring I'm screaming on haters I'm yelling like drill sergeants Y'all real harmless messing with ill artists Factz Time to get them what they want Time to give them want they need These niggas coming up short Time to bring them up to speed We gon run this shit over Til it's over Something like a bull dozer When we roll up Til my cup runneth over We gon pour up We gon run this shit over Til it's over And we got them like And we got them like And we got them like And we got them like