Running

Baby, is you for me

Or is you playing

She like, Kay, will you be for me?

And I keep playing

All on live

But he keep running

She eat dick

She gon' tongue it

Walk down with Blick

We blew our Blick

And I think I'll be thumbing through money soon

And thank God that it's June

I got so high

I drunk a Sprite

And I ain't know that it was juice in it

And she my type

And whatever I like is mine

And she just knew it

We loud-out fine

Whenever we bump down

I just need some shooters

She like, Kaci, can you be my dude?

And I ain't even wanna tell no lie

'Cause I like what she do

I pray to God

Just close His eyes

When He see me shoot you

I walk down with my fuckin' pipe

And I blew it at you

Casa got the freak hoes

Keep gettin' nasty

Take her to my room, Fineto

Know I'm gon' smash it

No, you can't hit my blunt at all

Know I won't pass it

I just hit this cougar

And she bad like Angela Bassett

Once they put him in that casket

I'm laughing

I thought me and this bitch

Wasn't even gon' last

But we lasted

I just put this lil bitch in her bag

Now she classy

Don't give no fuck about your ass

Let me grab it

Huh

Speedin' in that demon

Damn near wrecked the Ghost

This bitch on me and she need me

She want me the most

I got eyes and you got eyes

We see that she's a ho

I just took her to my room

Ain't do no texting

Walk up, bless him

My pole gon' send his ass a message

And I think when I'm high

I don't be stressin'

This bitch gon' blow my high

If she keep texting

I had to cut this lil bitch off

I leave her — that's my blessing