Runnin

(Cook that shit up, Quay)
(Marii Beatz, turn me up)

I'm fuckin' with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants
Never complain 'bout bein' broke, 'cause they just runnin' they bands
You fuck with flaw niggas, them runners that hold out they hands
Ain't got no money in the bank, but always on your Instagram flexin' bands
Keep, runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' your mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep, runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' your mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)

All these niggas that these hoes cuffin', City Girls could've been got 'em
Everyday they in my inbox, I'm a real bitch, I don't screenshot 'em
Chanel on me when I roll up
Boss bitches sip, we don't roll up
Pussy good, every stroke, he like, "Hold up"
He ain't tryna nut, he like, "Hold up"

I'm fuckin' with real niggas, that makin' them boss moves (boss moves)
I kick that lil' bitch in her mouth (mouth), now I got bloody shoes
You a lil' thot bitch, you fuckin' the whole crew (ayy, ayy)
My pussy got a new car smell, this shit brand new (this shit brand new)
This pussy ain't yours, don't claim it (claim it)
Every nigga I fuck, they nameless
If he tryna expose, he brainless
My niggas don't play, they aimin'
I love me a lowkey dude
Send him pics he don't need the nudes
Real niggas gon' pay they dues
If you a broke dude, I'ma cut you loose (ayy, ayy)

I'm fuckin' with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants
Never complain 'bout bein' broke, 'cause they just runnin' they bands
You fuck with flaw niggas, them runners that hold out they hands
Ain't got no money in the bank, but always on your Instagram flexin' bands
Keep, runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' your mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep, runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' your mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)

I'm a city girl, you a pissy girl
You a lazy bitch, I'ma busy girl
Every other night I be doin' shows
While your nigga cheatin' on you, fuckin' hoes
Couple thousand for my fuckin' clothes
Another sixty on my fuckin' Roll'
I'm the same bitch, no matter who around
Diamonds dancin', I'ma doo-doo brown (dancin')
Thanks, you better go get her (get her)
I bet you my pussy get wetter (wetter)
Retweetin' late, I'm like shut up
Every night he be fuckin' my gut up
And if that nigga ever cut up
I'ma put this pussy on his brother
And if that nigga ever cut up
I'ma put this pussy on his brother

You know that nigga ain't faithful
You see his ass when you able
I curved that nigga, be grateful
I cut him off, like your cable
I'ma bad bitch, you can't see me
Bitch you stuck home, I'm on TV
In a Maybach, yeah free Meek
But I don't need a nigga to come save me (period)

I'm fuckin' with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants
Never complain 'bout bein' broke, 'cause they just runnin' they bands
You fuck with flaw niggas, them runners that hold out they hands
Ain't got no money in the bank, but always on your Instagram flexin' bands
Keep, runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' your mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep, runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' your mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (ayy, ayy, ayy)