Testo della canzone Ran Off Wit It (Hit-Boy feat. SOB X RBE), tratta dall'album Family Not A Group

Ran Off Wit It - Hit-Boy feat. SOB X RBE

Hit-Boy
Uh

On the block, but my shoes cost a ten
Tints on the bus, I need you and a friend
I don't want to talk, lil' bitch, run it in
Big body, yes, when I'm sliding in the Benz
Loafing with that nigga, you get popped with him
How he 'posed to run if them shots hit him?
D's in my mouth so I talk different
First we did it, then them niggas ran off with it

Why these niggas tryna ride a nigga wave? (Nigga wave)
Another hundred bands in the bank (In the bank)
I'm a bad boy like Ma$e (Like Ma$e)
Real thug nigga to the grave (To the grave)
I be ridin' 'round with this K (With this drake)
Nigga, all I know is gas, no brakes (On the gas)
If you gon' throw that ass back, don't play (Don't play)
But I don't want to hit it if it stank (On the...)
Big drip, Off-White, nigga, this ain't beige (Nope)
Thought you was the one, broke bitch, but you ain't (But you ain't)
Thought I was in love with your ass 'til I came ('Til I came)
Like Tyga with this .40, nigga, you could get a taste, on the gang

On the block, but my shoes cost a ten
Tints on the bus, I need you and a friend
I don't want to talk, lil' bitch, run it in
Big body, yes, when I'm sliding in the Benz
Loafing with that nigga, you get popped with him
How he 'posed to run if them shots hit him?
D's in my mouth so I talk different
First we did it, then them niggas ran off with it

In the lab, making hits, I'm with Hit-Boy (Hit-Boy)
Ten bands on your head'll get you hit, boy
I got a thing for pocket rockets that make big noise
And I just got my nut quick, she still enjoy
I know a nigga getting old, still got big toys
Bro'll get the job done, still an employee
Why you scared to let her choose? That's the bitch choice
And I won't pop out to your show without my invoice
On your block, caliber leave a hundred
Have you crying out for help while you seeing colors
Why the fuck they always callin' when they needin' something?
And you can be what you want but you being nothing, bitch

On the block, but my shoes cost a ten
Tints on the bus, I need you and a friend
I don't want to talk, lil' bitch, run it in
Big body, yes, when I'm sliding in the Benz
Loafing with that nigga, you get popped with him
How he 'posed to run if them shots hit him?
D's in my mouth so I talk different
First we did it, then them niggas ran off with it

Ran off with it



Credits
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Juwon Lee, Jabbar Kingston Brown Jr., Wayman Barrow Jr.
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