Текст песни
Give me the fucking money
Yeah bitch
Give me the fucking money or I'll kill you too
Yeah
Yeah run that shit
Yeah, yeah
Bitch you running out of luck
Running out of time
Put my money in the trunk
Fuck
This the part the people love
Three, two, run
Now go and darling get the gun
Fuck, fuck
Bitch you running out of luck
Running out of time
Put my money in the trunk
Fuck, fuck
This the part the people love
Three, two, run
Now go and darling get the gun
Talking that big shit
Bitch I brought the stick
Me and my darling kick it
Causing mischief
If it's 'bout my business
Bitch I get sadistic
I get sick and I get cold
Find that safe and type that code
Just make sure I get my getback
'Fore I get back on that road
'Fore I get back in that mode
Lil' nigga pay me in respect
'Cause she ain't waiting on my break
And I ain't banking on a check
See my lil' lady black and chrome
I might aim her at a dome
And when my patience wastes away
I let my lady say the rest
Run it
Made off with a hundred
I been on a mission
Bag that shit and bitch I'm running
I want my respect
Give a fuck about no money
Ima hit a donut
Cause I know them pigs is coming
And they hungry nigga
I hit the road with gas to the floor
And I'm passing the police like
Ayy
Passenger seat, packing the heat
What the fuck more can I say?
Life is tough but I toughened up
I've been holding my fucking nuts
At the bat for my fucking stunts
Nah matter fact, bitch I've done enough