Don’t Run lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh

[Chorus]
I can't leave my Tommy
You pretty f*ckin' b*tch, don't think 'bout leavin' Zombie
I buss my neck and wrist from trappin' bags, lil' homie
I shouldn't gave my love, they took it all from me
I beat it up until she creamin' on me
I walk 'round with my switch, I'm goin' out like Tony
He shouldn't have made that list and now his ass a goner
I'm mixin' Wock' and Tris just like an Arnold Palmer, oh

[Verse]
Is you here to stay?
I left a pretty b*tch inside some lingerie
I'm tryna touch an M, I'm short 500K
I'm in too deep, can't find no peace, too late to run away
I can't run away
I went got too deep in this war, f*ck it, bombs away
Screamin' out for help, they ignore it, ain't got nothin' to say
It's la familia first, I'm sendin' blitzes by my partner
I put that money up because them losses made me smarter
I toss that b*tch just like a Frisbee and lil' P3 caught her
b*tch, I'm a baller
When I dive inside, she call me daddy, somethin' like my daughter
Oh, you nasty, doin' tricks just like the Zombie taught her
Must eat at Zaxby's, all this chicken that we f*ckin' run up, uh
[Chorus]
I can't leave my Tommy
You pretty f*ckin' b*tch, don't think 'bout leavin' Zombie
I buss my neck and wrist from trappin' bags, lil' homie
I shouldn't gave my love, they took it all from me
I beat it up until she creamin' on me
I walk 'round with my switch, I'm goin' out like Tony
He shouldn't have made that list and now his ass a goner
I'm mixin' Wock' and Tris just like an Arnold Palmer, oh