Lyrics
Jumped out of the coupe, all my jewelry on like it's snowing
Ain't no need to beat the jury, trials, I ain't going
She know she her momma daughter, she not new to whoring
Work my bitch for every dollar, bring me back my coins
Run my money, run my money (run it), please run my money (run my money)
Run my, run my money, (run), please run my money (oh, run my money)
Please run my money (please), run me, run me money (run my money)
Run, run my money, please run my money (run me my money)
Run to the coins like sonic, I take you off blue hunnids
I drop it Sunday to Sunday, ain't fronting, I'm gonna need money
Trappin' on Spaghetti Johnson, don't leave a pint, we dump it, uh
Gelato, Biscotti, the Lemon Tree skunky
Playin' get shot in his stomach (poo-poo)
Run my money, playing, get wrapped like a mummy
She hoeing, she get it from mommy
Hit the road with the dope taped to her tummy
Bitch can date some cleats, work a whole range snow and sleet
LoLife, DTP, I'm slangin' bowls on Service Street
Jumped out of the coupe, all my jewelry on like it's snowing
Ain't no need to beat the jury, trials, I ain't going
She knows she's her momma daughter, she not new to whoring
Work my bitch for every dollar, bring me back my coins
Run my money, run my money (run it), please run my money (run my money)
Run my, run my money, (run), please run my money (oh, run my money)
Please run my money (please), run me, run me money (run my money)
Run, run my money, please run my money (run me my money)