Run sht

[Chorus: dvertigo]
Yeah, yeah
She like boy you run shit
Bitch got caught, really run quick, yeah
I'm a Saint Laurent kid
I rock all that type of shit
Bitches be countin' that counterfeit
I get hit, like I leave
In the cut, they tryn find me
Bitch on dick, like get off me
Catch a quick, they say I'm slimey
I don't give a fuck I'ma die rich
Them folks can't get by me
Bitch drink it, like a Hi-C
I just been geeked out my body
But I don't take no oxy
Tryna fuck, hit my line, bitch
Too many hoes, they grimy
Wash the bands, shit get shlimey
They gon' die tryn top me
Tryna fuck a bitch, get inside it
Got racks, yeah I got it
They got the racks, yeah five feet
Yeah, you might need a crime scene

[Verse: che]
Only smoke exotic
These niggas I rob them
Beat his ass like-, yeah-yeah, beat his ass like fired it
She give head like, uh-ehh, She my ride or die bitch, yeah-yeah
Run these racks right up on they head, yeah
That bitch said she wan' some dick, my dick get fed, yeah
That bitch love me, and she love the way my dreads, swing
Oxy' in my throat, oh-oh-yeah
My eyes roll back, every time I took these meds (fuck, meds)
Make her go, eh-eh-eh
If they want it to go down, we gon' chop they fuckin' leg off
I'm tryn count up all my bitches, all my bread
Yeah my Glock, what it s-s-said?

[Chorus: dvertigo]
Yeah, yeah
She like boy you run shit
Bitch got caught, really run quick, yeah
I'm a Saint Laurent kid
I rock all that type of shit
Bitches be countin' that counterfeit
I get hit, like I leave
In the cut, they tryn find me
Bitch on dick, like get off me
Catch a quick, they say I'm slimey
I don't give a fuck I'ma die rich
Them folks can't get by me
Bitch drink it, like a Hi-C
I just been geeked out my body
But I don't take no oxy
Tryna fuck, hit my line, bitch
Too many hoes, they grimy
Wash the bands, shit get shlimey
They gon' die tryn top me
Tryna fuck a bitch, get inside it
Got racks, yeah I got it
They got the racks, yeah five feet
Yeah, you might need a crime scene