​RUN! (2067)

[Verse]
(Ayy, yeah-yeah) On my neck, I got big rocks
I can't fuck with shawty 'cause you know that she a big thot
That nigga think he on my level, he a big flop
I know that nigga mad, his bitch love me on TikTok (Okay, yeah)
We gon' run it (Run it, uh)
Yeah, I love it (Love it, uh)
He don't want smoke with me, 'cause he know my lil' brother— (Keep a gun)
Feel like Thugger with your lover 'cause we havin'— (So much fun)
I be sittin' back and watchin' 'cause these niggas are my so-so— (Ooh-wee, oh-I)
Fuck it, we doin' a milli' a week
Feel like che, got a Glock like it's BO3
Score on these niggas like 'Bron with the Heat
Tell me why they wanna be me
They can't do what I do, they can't see what I see
Shawty off the Perc' and she geeked
She off the pill, she got ADHD (A-A-Ah, ooh)
Better check-up on your shawty, she gon' choose (Ooh)
And shawty trippin', now she want that Jimmy Choo (Ooh)
Okay, don't give a fuck, we breaking rules (Ooh)
She want Gucci, Louis, Prada, Fendi shoes
Ain't no pressure, baby
Bitch, I'm in that Tesla, baby
She want a fiesta, oh, no, you need a siesta, baby
Shawty off that molly, she wan' see me at Coachella, baby
Bitch, I'm in that mode, I got my groove back like I'm Stella, baby
Watchin', they watchin'
Lil' Joey, yeah, they watchin' (Ooh, woah-woah, woah, woah)
Shawty always yelling at me, baby, you so toxic
All that fussing, baby, you know that it's not it
Bitch, I'm laughing at the bank when I make that deposit