Testo Ran Thru - TopOppGen
Testo della canzone Ran Thru (TopOppGen), tratta dall'album Ran Thru
Yeah, you tell me
(Ayy, you gon' fuck my wife) (Percocet pills)
(Yeah, you know I was high, I told you, I ain't care how you feel)
Yeah, you tell me you hate me, shut the fuck up, yeah
Girl, I hate you too, bro got stick, it's not bamboo
Why the fuck, these niggas, keep calling my phone saying, you ran through?
I done put my mama in a home, money I done ran through
I get sick when your ass not around, shit, I might caught the flu
Which one yo' ass want, money or dick? I don't wanna hear attitude
Yeah, she eat me like food, whoa, I can't cuff, no groupie hoe
Got clips not in the movie though, can't switch on Tito, that's my bro, yeah
Nigga talking shit, I make a bad bitch touch her toes
Baby, where that love go? Yeah
You know my heart cold, I'm trying to move somewhere that is snow, yeah
I've done turned into a fucking studio addict, and it shows
Dope boy, got on Jordan's, I get high almost every morning
I'm off of pill right now, recording, sipping lean, she said, "Why you snoring?" Yeah
I got the lil' bitch, wetter than a pool, but I'm not Jordan, yeah
Police hit the lights, gon' leave they ass, we in the foreign, yeah
We got drakes, running through the port (the port), your face, girl, I adore (I adore)
And I know that I be sinning, so I'm praying to the Lord (I'm praying to the Lord)
This lil' hoe, she freaked out, trying to eat it through my shorts, yeah
She don't like how I'm geeked out, mixed ten with my new ports
Yeah, you tell me you hate me, shut the fuck up, yeah
Girl, I hate you too, bro got stick, it's not bamboo
Why the fuck, these niggas, keep calling my phone saying, you ran through?
I done put my mama in a home, money I done ran through, yeah
Oxycodone, Percocet pills
Yeah, you know I was high, I told you, I ain't care how you feel, huh
Shout out, bro, kill, pull up, shoot shit, not just a film
Off all three like Bradley Bill, don't be scared, I've been hurt for real
I'm fucking with these hoes, see a bitch in color, can't get what's up
You call me, and I'm loaded, I put my stars in my cup
Ask my mama, I'm a lover boy, I don't just wanna fuck
But I was running after love, and I fuck around, ran out of luck
Yeah, you tell me you hate me, shut the fuck up, yeah
Girl, I hate you too, bro got stick, it's not bamboo
Why the fuck, these niggas, keep calling my phone saying, you ran through?
I done put my mama in a home, money I done ran through
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Writer(s): Bao Nguyen, Damario Williams
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