Lyrics
Who my enemy? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207, and Imma get it all
Who my enemie? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207 and We going get it all
Who my enemy? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207, and Imma get it all
Who my enemie? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207 and We going get it all
I just need a cup of cappuccinos
Fly ass mother fucker like Milano
Imma make it roll like a casino
Dice drop six like a skidoo
Imma cop a J's nigga not a limou
Still broke, I decide to leave the circle
And I mean that, they still living Like they narcos
Pretty black skin Like my lil brother Kiko
Imma get it n- with it
Pace limits, and imma get it all
Shout out Martin
We goin to make it
Imma be the topic up in Maine
And you know
Who my enemy? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207, and Imma get it all
Who my enemie? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207 and We going get it all
Who my enemy? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207, and Imma get it all
Who my enemie? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207 and We going get it all
I'm here chillin, Y'all with it
Put a young chick on her feelings Like Kiki
That's kinky, I meant it
I ain't got nothin' but a n**ga still fancy
Venellie, We slapping this Low key
Making shots, that's the 35 call me KD
N**ga ready? Yea My pen goin perish
N**gas dying cause they wanna live lavish
I'm laughing now, Do you run the town
Rappers all sound the same, What they all about?
Now you callin out
What's the options now?
Buying plan B's
Like ur baby girls
Who my enemy? uh
Yea I run it, yea
207, and Imma get it all
Who my enemie? uh