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[Intro]
And I try to stop, oh
Baby
(808 Mafia)
Baby, baby, baby (Baby, baby)
(That's my baby)
(Gezin)
Ha
[Chorus]
Baby, I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my di*k, there's a gun
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it’s forever
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (Yeah)
Pour a cup of codeine in the new plug (Yeah)
And them hot rod pockets I need two of 'em (Ay)
Lean
Put Biscotti in my lungs
I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
Let my gun bust a nut then leave (Yeah)
I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range so I got blood on my jeans
[Verse]
Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean
Bank rolled up, I been swimmin' in green
Still the blue face king
Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean
I know my haters hate to see me succeed
If they get the chance they'll end up murderin' me
This sh*t got me laughin', ha-ha
KelTec get to rappin', gra gra
f*ck n*gga, I'm yo' father
Don't matter if you older
They say age is just a number
If that's the case I'm way older
Then who? (These n*ggas)
And these b*tches that think that they get it
For a backstage pass she can suck a di*k, b*tch
I got a b*tch better, get you a ticket
Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
But my shirt Maison Mar, and my shoes double C
I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
That I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
You stuck with me, apologies for my f*ckery
[Chorus]
Baby, I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my di*k, there's a gun
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it’s forever
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (Yeah)
Pour a cup of codeine in the new plug (Yeah)
And them hot rod pockets I need two of 'em (Yeah)
Lean
Put Biscotti in my lungs
I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
Let my gun bust a nut then leave (Yeah)
I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range so I got blood on my jeans
[Open Verse]
[Bridge]
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
You stuck with me, apologies for my f*ckery
[Chorus]
Baby, I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my di*k, there's a gun
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it’s forever
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (Yeah)
Pour a cup of codeine in the new plug (Yeah)
And them hot rod pockets I need two of 'em (Yeah)
Lean
Put Biscotti in my lungs
I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
Let my gun bust a nut then leave
I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range so I got blood on my jeans