GLIDE (prod. sammyboy)

in the spot (interlude) (prod. pipebomb)

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mac 11 imma make it run make it run run
I been in the studio im on yeah im on
I been grinding shit yeah those pockets they get gone
talking hella cap boy you know the shit we on
I got no money so you gone run you gone run
all this money coming in so run you gone run
call up my boy fou on the phone he gone make you run
yeah when he pick a boy you run you go run

i come with a pistol make him run make him run
i been in the clouds too long im done im so dumb
all this money coming in they can never slow down
you fell for my last ragebait hell yeah you just clown
imma treat this bitch and take her up down town
i been counting my bottles all along oh yeah hell bitch where my crown

mac 11 imma make it run make it run run
I been in the studio im on yeah im on
I been grinding shit yeah those pockets they get gone
talking hella cap boy you know the shit we on
I got no money so you gone run you gone run
all this money coming in so run you gone run
call up my boy fou on the phone he gone make you run
when you hear that dial ring you gone run you gone run

run you gone run
run you gone run
run you gone run
run you gone run

fuck that shit ill never run
getting flowers in the sun
yeah this boy he'll run you gone run you gone

imma smoke this blunt smoke this blunt smoke this blunt
when i light it up you gonna run you gone run
you dont want that smoke so you gone run you gone run
when i call up fou you gone run you gone run

run (prod. catskills)

---lyrics---

oh yeah oh
where your bands i got your bitch
pulled up in the club its lit
new piece on my neck its rich
you gone run up i gone shoot
you gone run up im gone loot
riding round ak to pop
i got a shot lil bitch 
yeah body go flop
i gotta hoe she like wilin out
tell the cashapp
and take the price down imma crash out

take this hoe yeah take her friend for extra
i bought a lottery ticket woke up with a tesla
im missing all my hoes i think imma text her
it all keep stacking up but i can deal with preassure 
ok i was out with them sticks 
we started shit selling bricks
you wanna come and then you down im boutt a drip in some ricks
im high as fuck its a blitz we get high rock out like this
i call my gang we get a deal we get a bag full of blicks

oh yeah oh
where your bands i got your bitch
pulled up in the club its lit
new piece on my neck its rich
you gone run up i gone shoot
you gone run up im gone loot
riding round ak to pop
i got a shot lil bitch 
yeah body go flop
i gotta hoe she like wilin out
tell the cashapp
and take the price down imma crash out

in the spot (interlude) (prod. pipebomb)

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