CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Run!
F**k it, run it back, b*t*h you never left it, lil b*t*h run it back
Last Dude on the track!
F**k the fame, I'ma kill a b*t*h if he talk reck', uh
I'ma wreck his sh*t, don't sweat the sh*t, aye, run it back
If I'm in your hood and see you, b*t*h, aye, run it back (Woo)
Pistols have him runnin' like a f**kin' running back
"Is that the wrong hole?!" No, it isn't b*t*h you trippin', yuh!
B*t*h I'm Post Malone with that d**k, yes that extension, yuh!
Ho just hit my line, asked if my rap name is 'X-tension', yuh!
No, it's X**, you will catch my d**k in your mentions, yuh!
Uhh, from the chi, from the chi, look alive
I’ve been working like a damn 9 to 5 all my life
Put my d**k in your wife
Double back, hit it twice
Run up on me that’s ok, you a pu**y get shot 9 times
(B*t*h!)
I don't give a f**k what you say
I’m getting money all-day
Goin' bald think I need a toupee
Cross thе street the b*t*h go both ways
I'm up in Tokyo coolin' like Uber, еverywhere
I may shoot him in broad day I never care (Water!)
Don't even gotta finish my sentence, they feelin' my presence
Like a knee, but you closed eyelids (Closed)
Feelin' like a menace to society, I'm Dennis The Menace without sobriety, hold my beer (Oh my)
Ayy, listen here, to make that kind of money, you gon' need to wish upon a fairy godmother tear (Aye, aye, aye, it's tear)
I ain't talkin' Rudolph, I'm makin' it rain, dear (Rain)
Soundin' like I'm Naruto, talkin' about pain here (Huh)
Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh (Get it)
Hot as Grand Crayon sand scorpion critter
Radioactive, I broke the emitter
You bitter, actin' like unpaid babysitter (You bitter)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Bitter)
Flow sharper than any arrow in Robin Hood quiver
Sh*t on the pu**y, shovel over the kitty litter
Stay with the stick and the misfit, I'm Master Splinter
Ha
... (Missing Lyrics)
They wanna see me, then they leave me
And I run it back!
F**k the fame, I'ma kill a b*t*h if he talk reck', uh
I'ma wreck his sh*t, don't sweat the sh*t, aye, run it back
If I'm in your hood and see you, b*t*h, aye, run it back (Woo)
Pistols have him runnin' like a f**kin' running back
"Is that the wrong hole?!" No it isn't b*t*h you trippin', yuh!
B*t*h I'm Post Malone with that d**k, yes that extension, yuh!
Ho just hit my line, asked if my rap name is 'X-tension', yuh!
No, its X**, you will catch my d**k in your mentions, yuh!
Last Dude on the track!
F**k the fame, I'ma kill a b*t*h if he talk reck', uh
I'ma wreck his sh*t, don't sweat the sh*t, aye, run it back
If I'm in your hood and see you, b*t*h, aye, run it back (Woo)
Pistols have him runnin' like a f**kin' running back
"Is that the wrong hole?!" No, it isn't b*t*h you trippin', yuh!
B*t*h I'm Post Malone with that d**k, yes that extension, yuh!
Ho just hit my line, asked if my rap name is 'X-tension', yuh!
No, it's X**, you will catch my d**k in your mentions, yuh!
Uhh, from the chi, from the chi, look alive
I’ve been working like a damn 9 to 5 all my life
Put my d**k in your wife
Double back, hit it twice
Run up on me that’s ok, you a pu**y get shot 9 times
(B*t*h!)
I don't give a f**k what you say
I’m getting money all-day
Goin' bald think I need a toupee
Cross thе street the b*t*h go both ways
I'm up in Tokyo coolin' like Uber, еverywhere
I may shoot him in broad day I never care (Water!)
Don't even gotta finish my sentence, they feelin' my presence
Like a knee, but you closed eyelids (Closed)
Feelin' like a menace to society, I'm Dennis The Menace without sobriety, hold my beer (Oh my)
Ayy, listen here, to make that kind of money, you gon' need to wish upon a fairy godmother tear (Aye, aye, aye, it's tear)
I ain't talkin' Rudolph, I'm makin' it rain, dear (Rain)
Soundin' like I'm Naruto, talkin' about pain here (Huh)
Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh (Get it)
Hot as Grand Crayon sand scorpion critter
Radioactive, I broke the emitter
You bitter, actin' like unpaid babysitter (You bitter)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Bitter)
Flow sharper than any arrow in Robin Hood quiver
Sh*t on the pu**y, shovel over the kitty litter
Stay with the stick and the misfit, I'm Master Splinter
Ha
... (Missing Lyrics)
They wanna see me, then they leave me
And I run it back!
F**k the fame, I'ma kill a b*t*h if he talk reck', uh
I'ma wreck his sh*t, don't sweat the sh*t, aye, run it back
If I'm in your hood and see you, b*t*h, aye, run it back (Woo)
Pistols have him runnin' like a f**kin' running back
"Is that the wrong hole?!" No it isn't b*t*h you trippin', yuh!
B*t*h I'm Post Malone with that d**k, yes that extension, yuh!
Ho just hit my line, asked if my rap name is 'X-tension', yuh!
No, its X**, you will catch my d**k in your mentions, yuh!
