Who Run It

Juice got weed

Juice got pills

Juice got the work on the corner cuttin' deals

Juice know you haters out there snitchin' ain't for real

So Juice got some gang niggas down for the kill (Tony Coles)

Juice got-

Ayy, who run it? Who run it?

Bitch, we run it

Ayy, let's go

Ayy (Juice got weed)

Who run it?

Nigga know me when it come to this beef

I'll post where you sleep 'til the next Sunday

I'll cut off his limbs like I'm Ted Bundy

I'm so deep in these streets that I can't even sleep

Tryna see how to eat til the next mornin'

Then I get up and get it like Steve Harvey

Get that bread extra early, I be chartin'

Bro just got a new stick that's a big Carti'

But this Drac' with the wood, it's a bit larger

I been ballin, come through like I'm Vince Carter

Some of these niggas good but I been harder

Made a whole 100K just to step on the stage

I was just makin' plays, tryna feed Carter

Niggas don't want the fade I'm a good barber

Pistol-play watch me bang out a blue charter

All these diamonds legit, boy this shit water

You ain't wearin' your shit boy, I drip harder

I been up for minute you just started

Sparked a wood, that bitch smell like I just farted

He a bitch oh he gangster, he just started

He was just on my, let me be quiet

They say G's move in silence, I been solid

You was never the gang if you wasn't ridin', hey

Who run it? We run it

Who run it? We run it

Who run it? We run it, yeah

(Ah, ah, ah-ah, how I do it)

We was outside before three ('fore three)

Nigga that's an inside thing (that's a inside)

No Herbo or Lil Uzi Vert

We been runnin' shit since the inside lane (on God)

I been makin' stains before I met Deion

When it was just me and T-Way (on Crip)

Dressed in all black like a saint (like a who?)

Nigga still makin' plays in the rain (oh God)

I need a slut like Amber Rose (like who?)

But a brown skin bitch like Amber Red (ugh)

Nigga ask me who runnin' nigga, six hundred laps

Some holdin' shit down like the last leg

How the fuck we keep lappin' these niggas

We came in the game and they was ahead (they was gone)

And the diamonds still slice in the water

No niggas who killed for a loaf of some bread

Nigga ask me who runnin' the gang (huh)

But I'm just keepin' my pace (pace)

Glock 23, three 40s on me, nigga, feel like a big man race

I coulda took over ASAP, bitch, I'm just keepin' it G

Ask me who runnin' this shit one more time

And, bitch, I'ma cut off your feet (ayy, come here nigga)